Children

Well I, hide myself so
I can't be found, yes I'm
Breaking my back, tryna
Keep this up
Figuring out, how to squeeze
Into shoes that clearly don't fit at all
You can scream, you can shout
But please don't let it out
In front of the children
In front of the children
This is all counterfeit
But just don't let it slip
In front of the children
In front of the children
Ther's a, a time and a place
Don't ask
Where or when, she said
Hiding your face, in the soul
We carry on, with our smiles and chatter
With the weight of the gun
In the small of your back
Always, oh
You can scream, you can shout
But please don't let it out
In front of the children
In front of the children
This is all counterfeit
But just don't let it slip
In front of the children
In front of the children