What I want is not this it is not this
What I want is not this it is not
Well, given up but given in no doubt no
Matter to the fact of the hand oft
The clinic outbrightens me and my children
My love forever my only life
That matter more than me my children my love
My only life in life
Given this given that no one wants
No one wants this thing in my hands in
My hands in my
Standard light lamp station
-ery. Griddled with pork loin and my children
Says the pig they lose their children the pig
And its love and its life of life is gone
We eat this pig too
My griddle my loins my life of life my children
Not wrought of grit but torn through menace
And mine in making in making the life the love
I want and I am naught but to be
But to be
Together with you with them
And all together
Now
And all together
