Children - Witchaven

Sometimes I sit here and think about my life,

Things that I did wrong and should’ve done right.

Being a young child and living so perverse,

Never thinking consequences would be ten times worse.

I was an underage boy trying to be a man,

I made nothing of problems, never understand.

«This is my life and who I wanna be.»

Selfish words, blind to reality.

Only 12 years old and already having sex,

Fucking three girls that were in my class.

Just like my video games, movies and T.V.,

Those were the things that were important to me.

I was an underage boy trying to be a man,

I made nothing of problems, never understand.

«This is my life and who I wanna be.»

Selfish words, blind to reality.

The girl I was fucking tells me she is pregnant,

The pressure is too much so I start to run away.

Leave the mother to raise the child on her own,

She resorts to selling her body as a prostitute.

Months later, they found the child’s mother slain.

CPS forcing me to take the child in.

Now I’m older, raising my child, and I can see,

For he is growing up to fail just like me!

He’s an underage boy

Trying to be a man,

He makes nothing of problems,

Never understand.

«This is His life

And who He wants to be.»

Selfish words,

Blind Reality.