Becca Strat - Sun king

Hey baby won't you talk to me
Talk to me about the sun king
Rise and shine, shine and rain
Times are tough, time to change
Time to take your stuff and leave
Times are changing times are weak
Tomorrow we wait for and tomorrow we know
We hide behind and hide in front
No need to be scared little one

Becca Strat

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