"Come here, my dear,
"Mother, my sweet,
"But in the end, child,
I'll give you a lesson.
Don't fear, my dear,
It's only a short one.
Sit near, my dear,
To the fire and listen.
Yes, hear, my dear,
And know what you've done."
I really must argue.
Mother, my sweet,
I don't need to heed you.
Mother, my sweet,
It's a thing I must go through.
Oh, Mother, my sweet,
Crazy thoughts overtake you."
There's nowhere to run.
In the end, child,
Is the end of all fun.
In the end, child,
Sins wear you like a ton.
For in the end, child,
We all know what we done."
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