Who Killed Your Soul
Jonathan Rose, Tricky Names
Never was a kid that got into trouble, but
Ever since my bubble popped I’ve been on the double
Life killed my dreams. I’ll reduce yours to rubble, yet
Even on her deathbed Momma’s askin’ me to cuddle, like
Baby, why didn’t ya save me?
You came up short
Son, do you hate me?
Who killed your soul?
Who killed your soul?
Who killed your soul?
There’s too many kids that wanna kill themselves
And we all know why
The world’s a living hell
Why was I born?
Why was I born?
Was it for greatness?
Was it for scorn?
Why was I born?
Why was I born?
Was it for 9-5’s and fuckin’ porn?
Just give me a chance!
