Sub Urban - Cradles

I live inside my own world of make-believe
Kids screaming in their cradles, profanities
I see the world through eyes covered in pink and bleach
Cross out the ones who heard my cries and watched me weep

I love everything
Fire spreading all around my room
My world's so bright
It’s hard to breathe but that's alright
Hush, sh

Tape my eyes open to force reality
Why can't you just let me eat my weight in glee?
I live inside my own world of make-believe
Kids screaming in their cradles, profanities
Some days I feel skinnier than all the other days
And some days I can’t tell if my body belongs to me