Sympathetic Climate Control

poor child

cool steel on bone

fold or follow

abdicate through dire force

(chorus)

poor child

where have all your friends gone?

little child

how does it feel to be alone?

done deal, proves unsure

loss of guidance

brings smiles of comfort forward

escaped harsh words by breaking their teeth

14 years of broken ribs and broken dreams

but is he satisfied?

his burden was chosen as the vessels broke in their eyes

(chorus)

cannot take this anymore

we're born

(why i feel alone)

with closed eyes

(why i feel alone)

and we're born

(why i feel alone)

to die, why