Children 18:3 You Know We're All So Fond Of Dying
It's a lesson in progress
How far away can we go?
Everything is progress
As far away as I know
Take a life and make it something less
Please! Anything more then stupid tests
And tests and tests and tests and tests
They've found the answer to my selfishness
Cry,cry,cry
And we hear them sing
Please stop killing us
You know we're oh so fond of dying
Please stop using us
They'll never shut up
Please stop killing us
You know we're oh so fond of dying
Stop using us
It's an acceptable practice
And I am loathe to say
Snuffed out the wicks from a sea of candles
Maybe Jesus would take it away
And we hear them sing
Please stop killing us
You know we're oh so fond of dying
Please stop using us
They'll never shut up
Please stop killing us
You know we're oh so fond of dying
Stop using us
The carousel comes round again
I cry and scream but I pretend
They're running down and I can't chase
Or put that smile out of place
Come they come to take them all away
But I'm not going home
Come they come to take my soul away
But I'm not going home
