If I ever have children
I'll let them live in dream
I'll let them always eat
strawberrys with some cream
I'll tell them to be whatever they like
Even if it contains a very long hike
Or traveling the world
with nothing but bike
I'll let them be a windsurfer
It's no problem for me,
if they like to chase a murderer
Or even none of them
just sit and eat frise
I never make them
win a noble prize
I let them to go live of to neverland
With peter pan or no,
In castle made of sand
I let them dance
in swan lake ballet
Or just be a color
in someones pallet
Whatever they want
As long as they like it
I'll let them have it
I'll never fight it
You're getting older
It's time to have the talk
Nothing I said was true
Reallity sucks
The world's full of hate
No matter what you've done
There will be someone
That will want you gone
Someone with a gun
A murdurer on a run
Someone with a rope
That'll strangle your hope
Or even the worst
They make your dreams shrink
You'll be stuck at bars
With nothing but a drink
And even if no one
Tries to ruin your life
And never be blackmailed
By someone and their knife
Somehow you still
won't get what you want
That's the truth my dear
Life's a poisionous cunt
Things are getting harder
Earth is getting warmer
Nights are getting darker
Dreams are getting lighter
As days and days go by
You'll lose the will to try
You'll stop and then you cry.
But don't worry honey
You'll be safe with your mommy
You'll never set foot here
That's a promise my dear
پ.ن: اینو چند روز پیش نوشتم و احتمالا خیلی غلط املایی، قافیهای و گرامری داره ولی نمیخواستم زیاد تغییرش بدم چون حسی که موقع نوشتنش داشتم مهم بود و نمیخواستم خلوصی که باهاش نوشتم از بین بره. ولی خودم میدونم یه جاهاییش ایراد داره.
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