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Far From A Fairy Tale


Twelve days of straight out thinking,
Twelve days of straight out hell
Looking out my window at the summer,
Thinking of my future and my mum

My life's so far from a fairytale,
Why is life unpredictable?

Six months and there's no difference,
Six months and there's no hope

Looking out my window at the winter,
Thinking of my father and my home
My life's so far from a fairytale,
Why is life unpredictable?

Tired and tired and tired and tired of hoping,
Waiting and waiting and waiting and waiting for no-one

Crying and crying and crying and crying for nothing,
Staying and staying and staying and staying here hoping







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