Sleeping little child little sleeping little child
Little innocence of debut to your non commital life
Do you wake up to your anger that you wake up to yourself?
Do you think and do you wonder little ordinary child?
Mothers gonna help you baby mothers gonna try
Mothers gonna make you sick ever since your father died
Do you sometimes think about him
Scratch your memories open wide
You can have your revolution now there's no one to defy
Dressed in second hand tobbaco stained rejections that you buy
Spilling pockets full of sadness as you kiss the world goodbye
Are you floating in the madness as you step outside your mind
You can have your celebrations, no one cares untill you die