SILVERCHAIR lyrics : "Cicada"
He only had one favourite toy.
And he had nothing on his mind,
He never left anything behind.
No.
As he got older, things got worse,
Like he'd been born under a curse.
Things started to fall apart,
They weren't like they were at the start.
No, it's like a civil war.
Growing up,
It's like a civil war.
Don't turn away,
It's something you can't ignore.
Growing up,
It's like a civil war.
And now that he was in his teens,
He'd started to learn what life means.
Problems were still appearing,
They didn't look like disappearing.
No.
[Chorus]
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