Sub Urban - Cradles

[00:12.67] I live inside my own world of make-believe

[00:18.42] Kids screaming in their cradles, profanities

[00:23.91] I see the world through eyes covered in ink and bleach

[00:30.42] Cross out the ones who heard my cries and watched me weep

[00:36.41] I love everything

[00:39.41] Fire's spreading all around my room

[00:43.16] My world’s so bright

[00:44.66] It's hard to breathe but that's alright

[00:47.16] Hush

[00:59.43] Shh

[01:12.42] Tape my eyes open to force reality (Oh no, no)

[01:18.17] Why can’t you just let me eat my weight in glee?

[01:24.67] I live inside my own world of make-believe

[01:30.42] Kids screaming in their cradles, profanities

[01:36.42] Some days I feel skinnier than all the other days

[01:42.41] Sometimes I can't tell if my body belongs to me

[01:48.41] I love everything

[01:51.41] Fire's spreading all around my room

[01:55.18] My world's so bright

[01:56.67] It's hard to breathe but that's alright

[01:59.43] Hush

[02:11.42] Shh

[02:23.92] I wanna taste your content

[02:26.66] Hold your breath and feel the tension

[02:29.66] Devils hide behind redemption

[02:32.66] Honesty is a one-way gate to hell

[02:35.66] I wanna taste consumption

[02:38.66] Breathe faster to waste oxygen

[02:41.41] Hear the children sing aloud

[02:44.66] It's music 'til the wick burns out

[02:47.42] Hush

[03:00.17] Just wanna be care free lately, yeah

[03:05.67] Just kicking up daisies

[03:08.17] Got one too many quarters in my pockets

[03:11.41] Count ’em like the four-leaf clovers in my locket

[03:14.67] Untied laces, yeah

[03:18.42] Just tripping on daydreams

[03:21.42] Got dirty little lullabies playing on repeat

[03:24.66] Might as well just rot around the nursery and count sheep