My Lullaby
I’m getting bored and complicated Mom gets angry, my bed’s unmade I don’t need anyone except me
If you love me I don’t care
I feel alone up to the bone
And I don’t need you cause you let me So I go
It’s my lullaby, it’s my lullaby
It’s my lullaby, it’s my lullaby
It’s dedicated to my brain, the psycho killer in my head It’s dedicated to my chronic nervous psychoasthenia
The air I breathe is suffocating Dad gets angry, I’m not awake Lost in the boredom of the city, We’re all ordinary men
I feel the rope around the throat I think I need so I call you
But you go
It’s my lullaby, it’s my lullaby
It’s my lullaby, it’s my lullaby
It’s dedicated to my brain, the psycho killer in my head It’s dedicated to my chronic nervous psychoasthenia
I’m getting bored and complicated Mom gets angry, my bed’s unmade I don’t need anyone except me
But if you love me...
