Little Space

Have you heard from the news?
Clouds are falling from the sky
And everything that's pink is now blue
Have you heard?
From my mind
We gotta find a way to cope
Or else things might not turn out so fine

And I start to give in
To the sin
To the sin
And I start to realize
Lullabies
La, la

Lollipops and cigarettes
Bubblegum and fishnets
Heroine and slamming doors
Medicine all on the floors
Losing innocence is easy
Growing up is hard to face
Give me something to hold onto
Or I'll slip right into little space

Remember all the rounds
When we sneaked in just to have a kiss
But now we need to keep the noise down
Remember sleepy eyes
When we see each other everyday
But now this is our final goodbye

And I start to give in
To the sin
To the sin
And I start to realize
Lullabies
La, la

Lollipops and cigarettes
Bubblegum and fishnets
Heroine and slamming doors
Medicine all on the floors
Losing innocence is easy
Growing up is hard to face
Give me something to hold onto
Or I'll slip right into little space

Alphabets and number games
Pixy stix and crack cocaine
TV shows and little cars
Band-AIDS and too many scars
Halloween and sippy cups
Drinking juice and throwing up
Glitter all over your face

Thank God for my little space