All these roots run deep And this tree is old This trunk is rotten All these leaves have mold
Is it in our blood? Or is it from abuse? Past generations Legacy of misuse?
I know my blood runs hot And I've seen my blood is thick I'm told my blood's not sweet And I cry: My soul is sick
We're the children of children And we're handing down their pain The root of all evil Is the sanity left to gain?
We were the victims, we were the culprits We were the children who cry at night We are the hunted, and we do the hunting We are the children who cry at night
The father's father father May have made this truth Or was it in his blood This legacy of abuse
We're the children of children And we're handing down their pain The root of all evil Is the sanity left to gain?
We were the victims, we were the culprits We were the children who cry at night We are the hunted, and we do the hunting We are the children who cry at night
All these roots run deep And this tree is old This trunk is rotten All these leaves have mold
Is it in our blood? Or is it from abuse? Past generations Legacy of misuse?
We were the victims, we were the culprits We were the children who cry at night We are the hunted, and we do the hurting We are the children who cry at night
We were the victims, we were the culprits We were the children who cry at night We are the hunted, and we do the hunting We are the children who cry at nightTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
