Someone’s Baby
Hey someone’s baby in hard temple stones
Hey someone’s coffin in home sweet home
Next smile you would give it to whom
In the shadow, playing one of your favorite songs
Truly faster with all you have in pockets
Pull out hair and give it to Paris
He will keep it to the end of this world
With creepy pretty smile on all their faces
I need someone’s babies
They can call me on the 99th line and name me genius
I need someone’s babies
Falling from a leather horse and kiss the kisses
Mothers calling a thousand of school boys
Bringing shape back and hand it to colors
They can’t hold on for you forever
But all you can see is creepy pretty smile on all their faces
I need someone’s babies
I need everyone’s babies
Call me your babies
Call us no babies
05/05/2007
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