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Sub Urban - Cradles

I live inside my own world of make-believe Kids screaming in their cradles, profanities I see the world through eyes covered in ink and bleach Cross out the ones who heard my cries and watched me weep I love everything Fire spreading all around my room My world's so bright It's hard to breathe but that's alright Hush Sh Tape my eyes open to force reality Why can't you just let me eat my weight in glee? I live inside my own world of make-believe Kids screaming in their cradles, profanities Some days I feel skinnier than all the other days And some days I can't tell if my body belongs to me I love everything Fire spreading all around my room My world's so bright It's hard to breathe but that's alright Hush sh I wanna taste your content Hold your breath and feel the tension Devils hide behind redemption Honesty is a one way gate to hell I wanna taste consumption Breathe faster to waste oxygen Hear the children sing aloud It's music till the wick burns out Hush Just wanna be care free lately, yeah Just kicking up daisies Got one too many quarters in my pockets Count 'em like the four leaf clovers in my locket Untied laces, yeah Just tripping on daydreams Got dirty little lullabies playing on repeat Might as well just rot around the nursery and count sheep
     

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