Den
Hivers
3:27I'll roll down a hill I'll go play in any playground I'll hold my mother's hand Just to be her kid again I'll play a little dress up I'll play with fishes and rocks I'll cry to my mother's face Just to be her kid again Like the swaying trees I'll freeze and breathe the air you only recall I wasn't supposed to be born I wasn't supposed to be born I should have died in mom's womb There's a monster, a misery Hiding within It crawls beneath my skin And sucks the love out of my blood stream I'll cry to my mother's face Just to be her kid again Like the swaying trees I'll freeze and breathe the air you only recall I wasn't supposed to be born I wasn't supposed to be born I should have died in mom's womb