Текст песни «Blameshifters - Children»

Cover up the dry patches with an
Overbearing sense of religion
Kill your friends if that's what they're worth
Society makes you feel like a jerk

Children, whip them
Children, kill them

Take a minute to set a few things straight
Then I'm done and we can go out and play
Do the time that's time alone
I don't need testosterone she said

This is sick, I hate this shit
The words fall on the floor
Turn away, from what is left
And you come back for more