Your Little Angels
Shhhh
Don't talk
Don't scream
Not in front of the kids
We don't talk about money
We don't talk about beliefs
We don't talk about ghosts
The ghosts that hide behind your teeth
They don't know how to hide
That they were once kids
They were once teens
Look me in my eyes
And tell me, you don't want back
They play hide and seek with the stuff you don't want in their hands
The bubble is just present when you are
You're not the Horus eye
Kids go wild behind your back
Your little angels have learned how to lie
And who's the broke one
And who's the sick one
Tell me who's still on his 40's pretending he's not gay
Who's asking for forgiveness pretending he regrets
Look me in my eyes
And tell me, you don't want back
I'll wait 'till you treat me like I'm smart
The bubble is just present when you are
You are not the Horus eye
Kids go wild behind your back
Your little angels have learned how to lie
Why won't you teach us
Why won't you show us
Why would you let us find out on our own
And who's the broke one
Who's the sick one
Who's still on his 40's pretending he's not gay
Don't talk about it
And don't answer questions
They'll end up like you
Surprise
Now you know what got you there
Surprise
You know what got you there
Got you there
Look me in my eyes
And tell me, you don't want back
They play hide and seek
With the stuff you don't want in their hands
The bubble is just present when you are
You're not the Horus eye
Kids go wild behind your back
Your little angels have learned how to lie
Don't talk
Don't scream
Not in front of the kids
We don't talk about money
We don't talk about beliefs
We don't talk about ghosts
The ghosts that hide behind your teeth
They don't know how to hide
That they were once kids
They were once teens
Look me in my eyes
And tell me, you don't want back
They play hide and seek with the stuff you don't want in their hands
The bubble is just present when you are
You're not the Horus eye
Kids go wild behind your back
Your little angels have learned how to lie
And who's the broke one
And who's the sick one
Tell me who's still on his 40's pretending he's not gay
Who's asking for forgiveness pretending he regrets
Look me in my eyes
And tell me, you don't want back
I'll wait 'till you treat me like I'm smart
The bubble is just present when you are
You are not the Horus eye
Kids go wild behind your back
Your little angels have learned how to lie
Why won't you teach us
Why won't you show us
Why would you let us find out on our own
And who's the broke one
Who's the sick one
Who's still on his 40's pretending he's not gay
Don't talk about it
And don't answer questions
They'll end up like you
Surprise
Now you know what got you there
Surprise
You know what got you there
Got you there
Look me in my eyes
And tell me, you don't want back
They play hide and seek
With the stuff you don't want in their hands
The bubble is just present when you are
You're not the Horus eye
Kids go wild behind your back
Your little angels have learned how to lie
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Writer(s): Laura Suárez, Lorenzo Barreras
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