Hold Me
But the light grows weak while under Yggsdrasil.
A basket of eggs may you count your days.
Though your gut lies filled, only shells remain.
I can tell you've been drinking by the scent of your breath.
Another little sip, a bit deeper in debt.
You can rest your head in your wrinkled hands.
But when you awake, you're in another land.
In fields of green rolling on endlessly
You find a fallen nest where there is no tree.
Mark the brown furred hound tied to the mandrake root.
Dare you carve a face i
Welcome to the Cruel World
Well you can need me
well I want you to
and you can feed me
how I like that too
but don't you lead me
I won't follow you
listen here
I don't fear
I don't want to be your
whipping boy
You can tease me
how I want you to
and you can squeeze me
baby I like that too
but don't you lead me
I won't follow you
listen here
I don't fear
I don't want to be your
whipping boy
You can hold me
baby I want you to
and you can scold me
yes I like that too
but don't you lead me
I won't follow you
listen here
I don't fear
I don't want to be your
whipping boy
Well you can need me
well I want you to
and you can feed me
baby I like that too
but don't you lead me
I won't follow you
listen here
I don't fear
I don't want to be your
whipping boy