Playing with my toys again...watching mother bring friends back home
Leading them in her bedroom...hearing screaming hope they're fine in there
In there...In there
Playing with my knives again...cut my wrist and watch it flow
Getting dizzy, feeling weak...hope I don't...fall asleep again
Again...again
Watching mother fight again...father making mother cry
Hope we'll make it through this...be a loving family this time
This time...this time
Mother hurries, what's the rush? She is burning down our house
Leave all our possessions here...Daddy's pictures burn in flames in there
In there...in there
Don't wanna go to school today...teacher touches my special place
Maybe she will go way...maybe I'll let her get away with it...
This time...this time...this time
Playing hopscotch in the park counting numbers...counting scars
Watching children playing games...wish they'd invite me to join...to join...to join
Writing up a list...check it once then check it twice
Going to hurt some folks who didn't play with me...with me...with me
Walking back home from playing all my little games
That was fun...that was swell, few more folks sent to hell!
To hell...to hell
Mother screams at me again...asking why I'm so bloody
Scared of me and feels ashamed...another week in the asylum again
Again...again
Staring at a wall covered...in plushy fabric feeling
Ecstatic I'm feeling great...I get to meet all my friends in here
In here...in here
Talking now to all my friends...they all giggle they all chant
No one else can see us...you're the only one who can
Who can...who can
Cold lunch is served to me...pick up from the dirty floor
Drink a glass of chocolate milk...break the glass to go back home
Back home...back home...back home
Ashes, ashes, dust to dust...look at what's become of us
Six feet under in the ground...we'll be sleeping all day long down there
Down there...down there
Playing with my knives again...cut my wrists and watch it flow
Getting dizzy...getting weak...hope that I don't fall asleep again
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Serenity Now! - Jack's Nursery Rhyme Lyrics
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Playing with my toys again...watching mother bring friends back home
Leading them in her bedroom...hearing screaming hope they're fine in there
In there...In there
Playing with my knives again...cut my wrist and watch it flow
Getting dizzy, feeling weak...hope I don't...fall asleep again
Again...again
Watching mother fight again...father making mother cry
Hope we'll make it through this...be a loving family this time
This time...this time
Mother hurries, what's the rush? She is burning down our house
Leave all our possessions here...Daddy's pictures burn in flames in there
In there...in there
Don't wanna go to school today...teacher touches my special place
Maybe she will go way...maybe I'll let her get away with it...
This time...this time...this time
Playing hopscotch in the park counting numbers...counting scars
Watching children playing games...wish they'd invite me to join...to join...to join
Writing up a list...check it once then check it twice
Going to hurt some folks who didn't play with me...with me...with me
Walking back home from playing all my little games
That was fun...that was swell, few more folks sent to hell!
To hell...to hell
Mother screams at me again...asking why I'm so bloody
Scared of me and feels ashamed...another week in the asylum again
Again...again
Staring at a wall covered...in plushy fabric feeling
Ecstatic I'm feeling great...I get to meet all my friends in here
In here...in here
Talking now to all my friends...they all giggle they all chant
No one else can see us...you're the only one who can
Who can...who can
Cold lunch is served to me...pick up from the dirty floor
Drink a glass of chocolate milk...break the glass to go back home
Back home...back home...back home
Ashes, ashes, dust to dust...look at what's become of us
Six feet under in the ground...we'll be sleeping all day long down there
Down there...down there
Playing with my knives again...cut my wrists and watch it flow
Getting dizzy...getting weak...hope that I don't fall asleep again
Leading them in her bedroom...hearing screaming hope they're fine in there
In there...In there
Playing with my knives again...cut my wrist and watch it flow
Getting dizzy, feeling weak...hope I don't...fall asleep again
Again...again
Watching mother fight again...father making mother cry
Hope we'll make it through this...be a loving family this time
This time...this time
Mother hurries, what's the rush? She is burning down our house
Leave all our possessions here...Daddy's pictures burn in flames in there
In there...in there
Don't wanna go to school today...teacher touches my special place
Maybe she will go way...maybe I'll let her get away with it...
This time...this time...this time
Playing hopscotch in the park counting numbers...counting scars
Watching children playing games...wish they'd invite me to join...to join...to join
Writing up a list...check it once then check it twice
Going to hurt some folks who didn't play with me...with me...with me
Walking back home from playing all my little games
That was fun...that was swell, few more folks sent to hell!
To hell...to hell
Mother screams at me again...asking why I'm so bloody
Scared of me and feels ashamed...another week in the asylum again
Again...again
Staring at a wall covered...in plushy fabric feeling
Ecstatic I'm feeling great...I get to meet all my friends in here
In here...in here
Talking now to all my friends...they all giggle they all chant
No one else can see us...you're the only one who can
Who can...who can
Cold lunch is served to me...pick up from the dirty floor
Drink a glass of chocolate milk...break the glass to go back home
Back home...back home...back home
Ashes, ashes, dust to dust...look at what's become of us
Six feet under in the ground...we'll be sleeping all day long down there
Down there...down there
Playing with my knives again...cut my wrists and watch it flow
Getting dizzy...getting weak...hope that I don't fall asleep again
Writer: Max Ferguson, Ty Quass
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid