Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

us to sleep but now we're stressed out
and then we'd fly it far away
I wish I had a better voice that sang some better words
When our momma sang
us to sleep but now we're stressed out
I'd make a candle out of it, if I ever found it
Wish we could turn back time
But it would remind us of when nothing really mattered
Used to dream of outer space, but now they're laughing at our face saying