Picture a parish in a playground
Innocent faces in a circle
Tiny hands hold round the edges
A fret for every gentle moment
My heart high above their heads
On a billowing diaphram of memories
And i struggle to catch a glimpse of you
But i'm bound by webs of habit
Gotta cut away, clear away snip away and sever this umbilical residue
Keeping me from killing you
And from pulling you down with me
In here I can almost hear you scream
One more medicated peaceful moment (give me)
One more medicated peaceful moment
And I don't wanna feel this overwhelming hostility
No, I don't wanna feel this overwhelming hostility
Gotta cut away clear away
Snip away and sever this umbilical residue
Gotta cut away clear away
Snip away and sever this umbilical residue
Keeping me from killing you
Snip away and sever this
Keeping me from killing you...
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