Wretched Child

Wretched child, If you fear nothing
You'll feel nothing she said
Oxymoronic like the land of the free
Oxymoronic like you and me

In some old town in a dream
We were all gathered round
The stars scattered like the blood spatter
On the trees surrounding us
We walked away and a forest grew

We never spoke of it again
But the clouds would follow
Rise and descend
Through the rocks of coal
Through the dirt below
Like veins sprawled across the hand
Pumping brandy of the damned

You say I should've been a real man
A real wheel and deal man
Picturesque house distorted by this morbid contorted
Experiment gone wrong

You wrapped yourself around me
Like you were a car and I was a tree
Through the rocks of coal
Through the earth below
Like veins sprawled across the hand
Pumping brandy of the damned

Rest assured wretched child
Rest assured wretched child
Rest assured wretched child
It's just a sickness in your soul
Sickness in your soul
Sickness in your soul
Sickness in your soul
Sickness in your soul



Credits
Writer(s): Monty Owen Ii
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