A Doll’s House

pull the shade greet the sun
rise and shine precious little one
don't look at life too close they said
who let these crazy thoughts in her head
mama I don't know where you've been
all wrapped up bereft of sin
this ain't L.A. like when you were young
the babies here carry little guns
suicide on her head
she's outgrown her little bed
you must stop telling lies
with all your secret lullabies
look both ways and hide your head
keep yourself safe in your bed
do as you're told not as we do
don't look too closely for the truth
baby
sweetness
darling
dream
angel
lovely
precious
sleep
suicide on her breath
did you think that she'd forget
the nursery rhymes of her youth
she turned them all in for the truth
well, papa I don't know where you've been
all wrapped up bereft of sin
this ain't L.A. like when you were young
the babies here carry little guns



Credits
Writer(s): Dawn Lundsford, Greg Berella, Johnny G
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