Sweet Children

The Sweet Children

The Sweet Children

Sweet young girl, so soft and warm
Does exactly as she's been warned
Intoxication's in her veins
Sweet young boy plays with her brain
Believing all his fate filled lies
Putting his hand on to her thighs
Her purity has now been ripped
He takes it away and that was it

Sweet children
Sweet children
Sweet children
Will never win

Johnny's playing fun and games
Or else he's in the war ahead
Running from the light of day
Or maybe lie and celebrate
Funny circus from his head
Follow me, if you understand
He holds the trigger on his gun
I pull the pin and now we run

Sweet children
Sweet children
Sweet children
Remember when?

Sweet children
Sweet children
Sweet children
Will never win 

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