Lullaby

You’re not someone else’s child; you’re mine. You’re not pampered and pleased; you’re teased and squeezed. You’re not someone else’s child; you’re mine. You’re not in control here, child; you’re not divine. You’re not pampered and pleased; you’re teased and squeezed. You’re not in control here, child; you’re not divine. You’re not suffering now, child; you’re fine. You’re not pampered and pleased; you’re teased and squeezed. You’re not suffering now, child; you’re fine.