a little while Are we hiding in a secret life of shame With a broken smile? With a broken smile With a broken smile With a broken smile We wait for
children to come unto me. Suffer little children to come unto me. Suffer little children to come unto me. Suffer little children to come unto me. *
sorrow. * Suffer little children to come unto me. Suffer little children to come unto me. Suffer little children to come unto me. Suffer little children
is not the common currency of penny in your pant And I, I am a broken glass Shards upon the floor Won't hold nothing anymore And I, I am a broken glass
