Golden Babyland
Lina Tullgren
GOLDEN BABYLAND
in the kitchen melting legos
i am sick i am alone
under some skin doesn’t matter
i am sick i am alone
coasting
you’re a favorite one
but you’re come and gone
wake up in some morning
you are well and you are fine
call your mother on her birthday (i forgot)
sit inside unwind
somebody called you golden once
you’re my favorite one
but you’re come and gone
and when i am with my friends
i feel okay
all i want is for someone
call me the golden babe
