I, The Child
Man, you broke the ponies back
I didn't know that bones could sound like that when they crack
The ice cream man's gone rogue with blades in the deep of the night
They found me face down in a pool of angel delight
And I drowned, and I died, and I liked it
Must be a reason we feel
You lay awake at night with death at your heel
Just keep on piling the years
The man with nothing wrong says we've got nothing to fear
Is this the end of I, the child
Is this the last day I can clown around
Is this the end of I, the child
Is it a steady descent now into the ground
Level 20, gnome mage geared to the nines
The hardest part of your day was in the dead mines
You didn't realize back then Cosby was only the first
Now all your favorite entertainers are rapists or worse
And you worshipped, and you worshipped for nothing
Must be some reason they fell
Is everyone that climbs seeking passage to hell
Just keep denying the years
Another ukulele should erase all the tears
Is this the end of I, the child
Is this the last day I can clown around
Is this the end of I, the child
Is it a steady descent now into the ground
Ooh, ooh, ooh-la-la-la Ooh, ooh-la-la-la
Ooh, ooh-la-la-la Ooh, ooh-la-la-la
Ooh, ooh-la-la-la
I didn't know that bones could sound like that when they crack
The ice cream man's gone rogue with blades in the deep of the night
They found me face down in a pool of angel delight
And I drowned, and I died, and I liked it
Must be a reason we feel
You lay awake at night with death at your heel
Just keep on piling the years
The man with nothing wrong says we've got nothing to fear
Is this the end of I, the child
Is this the last day I can clown around
Is this the end of I, the child
Is it a steady descent now into the ground
Level 20, gnome mage geared to the nines
The hardest part of your day was in the dead mines
You didn't realize back then Cosby was only the first
Now all your favorite entertainers are rapists or worse
And you worshipped, and you worshipped for nothing
Must be some reason they fell
Is everyone that climbs seeking passage to hell
Just keep denying the years
Another ukulele should erase all the tears
Is this the end of I, the child
Is this the last day I can clown around
Is this the end of I, the child
Is it a steady descent now into the ground
Ooh, ooh, ooh-la-la-la Ooh, ooh-la-la-la
Ooh, ooh-la-la-la Ooh, ooh-la-la-la
Ooh, ooh-la-la-la
Credits
Writer(s): Wesley Gee
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