Sadness Pale

Lyrics for Sadness Pale

Sleeping little child, little sleeping little child Little innocence of debut to your non committal life Do you wake up to your anger that you wake up to yourself? Do you think and do you wonder little ordinary child? Mother's gonna help you, baby, mother's gonna try Mother's gonna make you sick ever since your father died Do you sometimes think about him? Scratch your memories open wide You can have your revolution now there's no one to defy Dressed in second hand, tobacco stained rejections that you buy Spilling pockets full of sadness as you kiss the world goodbye Are you floating in the madness as you step outside your mind You can have your celebrations, no one cares until you die