Babies

Do you dream?

I only ask because you seem a little high-strung

Hanging on a string

Do you feel it when the big man

When the big man moves them?

Chat shit

It's cute that you think

It's important

I call bullshit

Lucky the Earth is burning

I wonder what your mother did to you

To make you hate yourself that much, that much

I wonder what your father put you through

You know what they say 'bout babies who don't feel loved

You don't feel loved

Have you tried dancing recently?

A little therapy, maybe

How does hardly living really feel?

Are you still human in your sleep?

Blag it

I love when you think

That it's working

We've heard that bit

Thank God the Earth is burning

I wonder what your mother did to you

To make you hatе yourself that much, that much

I wonder what your father put you through

You know what thеy say 'bout babies who don't feel loved

You don't feel loved

I wonder what your mother did to you

To make you hate yourself that much, that much

I wonder what your father put you through

You know what they say 'bout babies who don't feel loved

You don't feel loved

The 159 to Streatham station (yeah, it's like, yeah)

(But like as I said like, it's not very good in a black and white way)

(It's getting more and more)

(And it's also not 'cause of like the way I speak, I don't think like)