Hush little baby
Say your last word
And cry yourself to sleep
Go to a place deep in your mind
A place to sit and weep
A dreamland of broken things
Lost love, lost hope, lost life
A place where a siren sings
A sad song about a knife
Hush little baby
It'll all be over soon
You won't have to sit and suffer
All alone in this room
Take your razor
And bleed yourself to bed
They all think you're crazy
But soon enough, you'll be dead
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