Trumpets

Little boy, nine years old
Didn't forget what he was told
By 25 you should have a wife and if she breaks your heart don't you dare to cry
There's no other sport than football
Why is that
He said son: I can't believe what you have become

Fuck you, you are nothing
Go tell your lies to someone's coffin
Stand up, heads up, until you grow up
Ignore it all it's just a setup
Stand beside me, all our lives we have been denied
Now it's our time to speak
Fuck you, you are nothing
Go tell your lies to another copy

Little girl, nine years old
Didn't forget what she was told
By 25 you should have a guy and if he breaks your heart I will make him cry
Ride your horse and cook some dinner
Don't ask why, you don't have the right
And if you ever do, you and me will collide

Fuck you, you are nothing
Go tell your lies to someone's coffin
Stand up, heads up, until you grow up
Ignore it all it's just a setup
Stand beside me, all our lives we have been denied
Now it's our time to speak
Fuck you, you are nothing
Go tell your lies to another copy

Fuck you, you are nothing
Go tell your lies to someone's coffin
Stand up, heads up, until you grow up
Ignore it all it's just a setup
Stand beside me, all our lives we have been denied
Now it's our time to speak
Fuck you, you are nothing
Go tell your lies to another copy



Credits
Writer(s): Joep Wille
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