Childhood living is not that easy to do ...The things you wanted I want them for you...
Graceless baby, you know who I am and you know I can't let you slide through my hands

I watched you suffer a dull aching pain, now you decided to show me the same.. it makes me feel bitter or treat you unkind..

I know I've dreamed you a sin and a lie.. I have my freedom but I don't have much time... Faith has been broken, tears have been cried... Let's do some living before we die...

you will regret and you will come back.. crying alone in your bed.. you will want me back.. and than.. i will smack you.. beat you up.. and than... lets get married.... conio...