Cage

Visualize a child, An eight-year-old child, Visualize their head; Now, visualize their head After it gets hit by a bullet Cage Rip out Your heart, Beat-blown, Dead start There ain't no way out, No reason to shout Kill your parents too, Filled with NO₂ Exasperated, They don't dare care about you So, why live? Die? Mask the truth, Spill a lie Lubed with oil wings, And old sayings: "Let the old die young!", "The power of The Sun!" When the day is young, Cut out your tongue Force upon The World What you'd rather curl up and die with Unmatched and unladen, With don't-dare-care-about-you So, why live? Die? Mask the truth, Spill a lie!