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I won't eat for you
And i won't sleep for you
And i can't trust you-
And i'm so tired, you won't fight
I'm too heavy and you're too light
The truth be told - that you fit the mold
For the hate i hold,willl knock you over,
Burn up your face
And i take over this hurtful place

Dad and I

The creep embodied-
Behind shifty eyes
Treats much discomfort
With your petty lies
So i'll just sit here and take up space
Just reassure me it's a hurtful place

Dad and IMusic: Eithne N¨ª Bhraon¨¢in - Lyrics: Roma Ryan 
Languages: Incantations or humming, Irish (Gaeilge) 

Hi-ri, Hi-ro, Hi-ri.
Hoireann is O, ha hi, ra ha, ra ho ra. 
Hoireann is O, ha hi, ra ha, ra ha ra. 
Hi-ri, Hi-ra, Hi-ri. 
Saol na saol, 
T¨²s go deireadh. 
T¨¢ muid beo 
Go deo. 

Saol na saol, 
T¨²s go deireadh. 
T¨¢ muid beo 
Go deo. 

Hi-ri, Hi-ra, Hi-ri, 
Hoireann is O, ho hi, ra ha, ra ha ra. 

[ Repeat ]