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Cradles

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[00:11.33] I live inside my own world of make believe

[00:18.11] Kids screaming in their cradles, profanities

[00:23.84] I see the world through eyes covered in ink and bleach

[00:30.12] Cross out the ones who heard my cries and watched me weep

[00:35.85] I love everything

[00:38.58] Fire's spreading all around my room

[00:42.85] My world's so bright

[00:44.60] It's hard to breathe, but that's alright

[00:47.13] Hush!

[01:12.37] Tape my eyes open to force reality (Oh no, no)

[01:17.84] Why can't you just let me eat my weight in glee?

[01:24.34] I live inside my own world of make believe

[01:29.60] Kids screaming in their cradles, profanities

[01:35.34] Somedays I feel skinnier than all the other days

[01:42.10] And sometimes I can't tell if my body belongs to me

[01:48.08] I love everything

[01:51.08] Fire's spreading all around my room

[01:54.58] My world's so bright

[01:56.37] It's hard to breathe, but that's alright

[01:59.35] Hush!

[02:23.84] I wanna taste your content

[02:26.35] Hold your breath and feel the tension

[02:29.34] Devils hide behind redemption

[02:32.34] Honesty is a one way gate to hell

[02:35.59] I wanna taste consumption

[02:38.35] Breathe faster to waste oxygen

[02:41.35] Hear the children sing aloud

[02:44.60] It's music 'til the wick burns out

[02:47.60] Hush

[03:00.59] Just wanna be care free lately, yeah

[03:04.59] Just kicking up daisies

[03:07.84] Got one too many quarters in my pockets

[03:11.10] Count 'em like the four leaf clovers in my locket

[03:14.59] Untied laces, yeah

[03:19.59] Just tripping on daydreams

[03:20.59] Got dirty little lullabies playing on repeat

[03:24.34] Might as well just rot around the nursery and count sheep