Children Songtext
von Jonathan Bree
Children Songtext
See them moving on the floor
Hear boom in your ears
Taste the drip go down your throat
Yet you still feel dead
See them moving on the floor
Hear boom in your ears
Taste the drip go down your throat
Yet you still feel dead
In this room, a weed amongst the bloom
Obsolete, this is no longer your scene
The kids don′t want you around
You're not welcome
Your friends have moved to the ′burbs
To raise children
In this room, a weed amongst the bloom
Obsolete, this is no longer your scene
The kids don't want you around
You're not welcome
Your friends have moved to the ′burbs
To raise children
It′s not in your mind
No it's not in your mind
It′s not in your mind
No it's not in your mind
Hear boom in your ears
Taste the drip go down your throat
Yet you still feel dead
See them moving on the floor
Hear boom in your ears
Taste the drip go down your throat
Yet you still feel dead
In this room, a weed amongst the bloom
Obsolete, this is no longer your scene
The kids don′t want you around
You're not welcome
Your friends have moved to the ′burbs
To raise children
In this room, a weed amongst the bloom
Obsolete, this is no longer your scene
The kids don't want you around
You're not welcome
Your friends have moved to the ′burbs
To raise children
It′s not in your mind
No it's not in your mind
It′s not in your mind
No it's not in your mind
Writer(s): Jonathan Owen Bree Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
