Little Boy

Little boy, nine years old Didn't forget what he was told By 25 you should have a wife and if she breaks your heart don't you dare to cry There's no other sport than football Why is that He said son: I can't believe what you have become F*ck you, you are nothing Go tell your lies to someone's coffin Stand up, heads up, until you grow up Ignore it all it's just a setup Stand beside me, all our lives we have been denied Now it's our time to speak F*ck you, you are nothing Go tell your lies to another copy Little girl, nine years old Didn't forget what she was told By 25 you should have a guy and if he breaks your heart I will make him cry Ride your horse and cook some dinner Don't ask why, you don't have the right And if you ever do, you and me will collide F*ck you, you are nothing Go tell your lies to someone's coffin Stand up, heads up, until you grow up Ignore it all it's just a setup Stand beside me, all our lives we have been denied Now it's our time to speak F*ck you, you are nothing Go tell your lies to another copy F*ck you, you are nothing Go tell your lies to someone's coffin Stand up, heads up, until you grow up Ignore it all it's just a setup Stand beside me, all our lives we have been denied Now it's our time to speak F*ck you, you are nothing Go tell your lies to another copy