The Children i knew

Ah you have been sitting in my lap as a small
And now you are big in your mouth
Gold rings on each hand
Always trying to impress
As a small pitbull
The chain does not make you big
On all I need is peace and quiet
Throw the rules and live as free
So burn me for I stretch on the back again
Ah they look like a group of bloodthirsty wolves
But I hope that you one time look up
Of course, there is only one life what we know

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