Child's Play - MESSINA

Burning trees in the back of your fathers 6

That your mama lets you drive while he’s working

And your brother hasn’t come out of his room for seven days

We got the living room til 6

We’ll have it our way

Now my lord he is a lover

And my daddy’s up above

Still pray upon my knees each night

I’ll always share your lungs

And we glide along the freeway

With your denim in my palm

But the Richard on my left hand

Sayin', we ain’t got that long

Your mother is a teller

But she didn’t teach you well

For I’ve asked what’s on your mental

And those lips thy never tell

Your daddy is a doctor

And he treats his patients wll

But the hole below my lft rib

Good god it hurts like hell

And it widens

And it widens

Widens

Burning trees alone in my living room

Your perfume to mask the fumes

Cause mama will be home soon