Children 18:3

Sing Sing
Oh, what a sucker for that sugar substitute and artificial flavoring
Small wonder i felt so safe inside nothing more than a smoke screen and masquerade
But outside a car bombs ticking
Inside a car bombs ticking
The words i wrote are a broken chain
Holding me from the criminally insane
But it's gone and there's no stopping
All my balloons are popping
But the tree was not yet down
As she lifted the flag from the dirty ground
Whispering: Gallons of gas and a makeshift cast and i'm still no further from nowhere fast
Listen! Downstairs the doorbells ringing
We've been waiting
I've been waiting
The words i wrote are a broken chain
Holding me from the criminally insane
But it's gone and there's no stopping
All my balloons are popping
The words are i wrote and the songs i sang
Kept this ship from sinking to it's grave
But it's gone and there's no stopping
All my balloons are popping