The Children

We are children and we'll give you trouble

If we don't like what you're doing and we think that it is wrong

Now we're satisfied but when we're not

We are taking lives and making dronesThe world that came from us it makes the child

Da, da, da, da, da

Da, da, da, da, daWe are children, not the youth, not kids

It's not sound to pretend, my friend, this might just be the end

Shadow life that sits outside your door

We live inside your walls and leak through floorsThe world that came from us it makes the child

Da, da, da, da, da

Da, da, da, da, da