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Cage Bed

I grew up in cozy warmth
My neighbours were mother's guts
She knew that hell was out there
Still she pushed me into the dazzling light (Whore!)
I left her loin, directly into doctor's greedy hands
Mummed people around me, dad smiles, I'm his pension insurance
Don't let it go to your head that you're a father
You are just an idiot who's wiping my ass
You'll be sorry if I inherit your goggly eyes
I'm going to suck the life out of mums chest
What were you thinking when you thought of my name? (Traitor!)
You cut my umbilical cord
And let me fall into a cold world
Which dad himself only endurses with alcohol
 
I've got two bullets in the chamber
One for dad and one for mum
(4x)
 
Grandmas boney fingers are poking into my baby fat
Displayed like a zoo animal in a cage bed
They know that I will break out
And they carry me so I won't learn how to walk
My babysitters were Jedi Knight
Robocop and Dr. Spock
I'm not afraid because the plastic soldier army
Stands in front of the bed and watches me while sleeping
But the big ones didn't like my bodyguards
And suffocated all of them in the dustbin
And then they said there's no Santa Claus
But left the monsters in the closet, I hear them whispering
Dad, leave the light on and the door to my room ajar
Because in your bedtime stories
Parents maroon their kids in the forest
 
I've got two bullets in the chamber
One for dad and one for mum
(4x)
 
You shouldn't bring me to kindergarden in the morning
I want to sleep until I'm an adult
I will never understand the other children
Which trample sandcastles and torture insects
Little devils which act for a few gummy bears
As if we were best buddies
The pre-school teachers act like they're interested
But they didn't even taste my cake of sand
The stars which hang in my bedroom are fake
I pull my hair so that I grow faster
Finally being big and having big muscles
I don't have asthma, I just don't want to breathe your air
Year after year I become bigger
Only a few centimetres are left to the doorknob
I'm sick of my parents
And swim to the horizon through the ball pit
 
I've got two bullets in the chamber
One for dad and one for mum
(4x)
 
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