All too easily a child is born to you
And the lies you thought you knew
Are black, black now, worn out inside
Redefined as "stifling truths"
Can I cut your cord now, can I cut your cord now?
Your eyes do view the world
You pretend you fly inside
You pretend the sky is blue
But it's black, black now, worn out inside
Redefined as "run and hide"
Can I cut your cord now, can I cut your cord now?
Can you hear that fetal cry?
When you wake up to an early morning
To the sweetest sound of buzzing in your head
It's not the voice of the world inside
It's just the voice of the Pig-headed men
In your room, your living room
Your heart attack, your fetal cry
Words by Zam.
Terry Casper: drums
André: guitar
Zam: Lead vocals, bass
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