Children 18:3
Children 18:3 - You Know We're All So Fond Of Dying lyrics
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It's a lesson in progress How far away can we go? Everything is progress As far as I know Take a life and make it something less, please Anything more than stupid tests And tests and tests and tests I found the answer to my selfishness Cry, cry, cry Please stop killing us (You know we're all so fond of dying) Please stop using us They'll never shut up Please stop killing us (You know we're all so fond of dying) Please stop using us It's an acceptable practice And I am loathe to say Snuffed out the wicks from a sea of candles Maybe Jesus could take it away Please stop killing us (You know we're all so fond of dying) Please stop using us They'll never shut up Please stop killing us (You know we're all so fond of dying) Please stop using us The carousel comes 'round again I cry and scream, but I pretend They're running down and I can't chase Or put that smile out of place Say it isn't so! Come, they come to take them all away But I'm not going home Come, they come to take my soul away But I'm not going home Cry, cry, cry And we hear them sing