They fuck you up, your mom and dad The may not mean to, but they do When I look into the eyes of a child I see nothing but future, fear, and misery Whether mine or his, it's certainly there 90 flavors of sorrow and fear They fill you with the faults they had And add some just for you Born naked and crying, that's TKO. And in the first round?! You still wanna go? I'm an idiot, but I'm not stupid Pass on my misery? Even I wouldn't choose it I'm never gonna save the day And maybe you will find another Maybe just another way And maybe I'm broken down But baby you will have another Living in the safe and sound This is far from the best result possible But it's the best possible result When I look into the eyes of a child I see nothing but my inherited misery Whether mine or his, it's obviously there, generations of failures and fear Man hands on misery to man It deepens faster than the nation's coastal shelf Get out as early as you can And don't have any kids yourself Born naked and crying, that's TKO. And in the first round?! You still wanna go? I'm an idiot, but I'm not stupid Pass on my misery? Even I wouldn't choose it I'm never gonna save the day And maybe you will find another Maybe just another way And maybe I'm broken down But baby you will have another Living in the safe and sound Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com