 Sticks and stones may break my bones
But words can burn a happy home
It's true
I've got words for you
The past is done
It's gone forever
Don't tell me my pain is pleasure
You, you haven't got a clue
Oh, I wanna cry but I don't make a sound
I'm your child and your child is feeling down
Everybodys toxic in this town
All gods children fade and die
In the name of lets get high
And you, we do it again
I pray the lord, my soul to keep
When you coming down I'll be asleep
I can't pretend, it's killing me again
Oh, I wanna cry but I don't make a sound
I'm your child and your child is feeling down
Everybodys toxic in this town
Call me my lord I'm coming down
(Coming down)
Call me my lord I'm coming down
Oh, I wanna cry but I don't make a sound
I'm your child and your child is feeling down
Everybodys toxic in this town
Oh, I wanna cry but I don't make a sound
I'm your child and your child is feeling down
Everybodys toxic in this town
Sticks and stones may break my bones
But words can burn a happy home
It's true
I've got words for you
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Thanks to Ирина for correcting these lyrics.
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