Child of tomorrow, you'd burn in a fire
You would inherit the pain of today
World of tomorrow, they call it a cage
Lacking an entrance or exit they say
I know for all that you will understand
I had to lead you onto you own way
It's really senseless to believe
A loser you were born
Oh little child, dry your eyes
Child of tomorrow, you'd burn in a fire
You would inherit the pain so they say
It's really senseless to believe
A loser you were born
Oh little child, dry your eyes
It's really senseless to believe
A loser you were born
Oh little child, dry your eyes
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