Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song I Don't Want It, artist - No Small Children. Date of issue: 31.07.2015
Song language: English
I Don't Want It |
| His hands are baby soft, so boss |
| He’s coughing, I think he’s sick |
| The audience, we’re listening close to cause for his effect |
| His mouse a loaded gun, he’s firing with anonymity |
| And we go down down… |
| I don’t want it, I don’t need it, talk about it gotta feed it |
| Take your stupid, your diseases, I don’t want it, I won’t eat it |
| I don’t want it |
| His fingers spitting ripples from his sagging sinking sorry couch |
| He’s in a dark room, in a small town, in a secret house |
| The audience, we’re tuning in, ‘cause we can’t help ourselves |
| And we go down |