you are so young
bleeding bright
you see everything in a different light
but honey
there are no shiny icons
they are just broken people
please don't you ever forget

we are just children
waiting to be loved
we are just children
waiting for a hand that [bad word] 

little animals of straw and cotton
murmuring amongst themselves
I haven't cracked the code yet
but maybe I could soothe myself

I went down a rabbit hole
planning for a big return

we are just children
waiting to be loved
we are just children
waiting for a hand that [bad word] 

crack the code
dot the I
tie the bow and heal my heart
shrink the soul
burn their house
regain control tear me apart
tear me apart

mother's dearest self disgust
a father reptile's gleam
and paper wings on a pitiful nematode
thats what little girls are made of
thats what little boys are made of
they stick to your [bad word] organs
hide underneath your tongue
closing up your throat
making you numb

goodnight
goodnight

tuck me in tight