Lirama

Somethin' filled up
my heart with nothin'
someone told me not to cry

But now that I'm older
my heart's colder
and I can see that it's a lie

Children wake up
hold your stick up
before they turn the summer into dust

If the children don't grow up
our bodies get bigger but our hearts get torn up
We're just a million little god's causin rain storms turnin' every good thing to
rust

I guess we'll just have to adjust

With my lighnin' bolts a glowin'
I can see where I am goin' to be
when the reaper he reaches and touches my hand

With my lighnin' bolts a glowin'
I can see where I am goin'
With my lighnin' bolts a glowin'
I can see where I am go-goin'

You'd better look out below