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Fy fan, jag lever och jag vet om det!
Jag har ont, jag e trött, jag ska jobba kl sju imorrn.
Det har varit det värsta lovet nånsin!
Jag saknar klassen och det är stopp i avloppet i duschen. Jag orkar inte berätta hela lovet, men det kan inte räknas som lov...
When you wish upon a star, you want it be as you hope
You hope becuse you dont have anything else
What you really want to do is fly away to somewhere else,
somewhere better
But you cant, it's hopeles, but you still hope
The hope is everything you have
And you wish upon that star, does it gonna feel better?
You dont know, not yet.
Sleep tight, you are tired, so tired.
You are not the only one.
Sleep tight, I'm tired, so tired.
You have to leave me alone for a while.
Sleep tight, they're tired, to tired.
You see an other day tomorrow.
Sleep tight, we're all so tired, so tired.
Good night.
Jag har ont, jag e trött, jag ska jobba kl sju imorrn.
Det har varit det värsta lovet nånsin!
Jag saknar klassen och det är stopp i avloppet i duschen. Jag orkar inte berätta hela lovet, men det kan inte räknas som lov...
When you wish upon a star, you want it be as you hope
You hope becuse you dont have anything else
What you really want to do is fly away to somewhere else,
somewhere better
But you cant, it's hopeles, but you still hope
The hope is everything you have
And you wish upon that star, does it gonna feel better?
You dont know, not yet.
Sleep tight, you are tired, so tired.
You are not the only one.
Sleep tight, I'm tired, so tired.
You have to leave me alone for a while.
Sleep tight, they're tired, to tired.
You see an other day tomorrow.
Sleep tight, we're all so tired, so tired.
Good night.
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