this is our revolution.
i love this song.
the lyrics may be a tad graphic or whatever, but hey, like mrs. hagan says, in the end they will just be words.
i love how this song shows how corrupt the world is and how corrupt love is at times as well.
it just expresses a sad fact that is true of the current world.
our beloved mother earth has been belittled to pitiless propaganda, frivolous fighting, tainted tyrants, and hopeless heartbreaking. its gut-wrenching if you think about it. in saying that, not all of the world is in limbo. there are a bunch of really good people out there, and with them, the world is NOT a lost cause. with all of its issues, we can all lead happy lives. and i hope that you all do. (:
Stay Small.
by: the receiving end of sirens
by: the receiving end of sirens
Son, I'm sorry for this world,
And all the awful things she'll do to you.
If you only knew what you'd endure before you were born,
I haven't got a single doubt,
You would have not come out,
And I would have known it was for the better.
You'll be raped of any evidence, Of ever owning any innocence. This culture's a vulture, And your prime candidate for prey.
I've learned that I will lose all that I've ever loved one day,
But I never thought I'd ever have to watch it all go,
Or wish it all away.
I know you''ll grow,
But I wish I knew you'd stay small if I said so.
Please just don't grow.
Please just don't grow.
Stay small.
Won't you stay small?
Daddy's little girl met the world,
I watched the devil do his work.
If only she knew just how sorry I was for her.
I found not a single prayer,
Could save my daughter from despair,
As long as she stayed in love with this place.
It's because I truly love her,
That I wish to take back the sperm,
That brought her here in the first place.
Little did I know when the egg met the semen,
That my new baby girl,
Like her dad would dance with demons.
We watch the devil do his work in us. I watch the devil do his work.
And all the awful things she'll do to you.
If you only knew what you'd endure before you were born,
I haven't got a single doubt,
You would have not come out,
And I would have known it was for the better.
You'll be raped of any evidence, Of ever owning any innocence. This culture's a vulture, And your prime candidate for prey.
I've learned that I will lose all that I've ever loved one day,
But I never thought I'd ever have to watch it all go,
Or wish it all away.
I know you''ll grow,
But I wish I knew you'd stay small if I said so.
Please just don't grow.
Please just don't grow.
Stay small.
Won't you stay small?
Daddy's little girl met the world,
I watched the devil do his work.
If only she knew just how sorry I was for her.
I found not a single prayer,
Could save my daughter from despair,
As long as she stayed in love with this place.
It's because I truly love her,
That I wish to take back the sperm,
That brought her here in the first place.
Little did I know when the egg met the semen,
That my new baby girl,
Like her dad would dance with demons.
We watch the devil do his work in us. I watch the devil do his work.
" We have tested the buoyancy of loyalty."
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