Daisy Rain - The Baby

There´s a picture on the wall,
there´s no handle on the door.

There´s a picture on the wall,
There´s a baby on the floor.

The baby is little bit bored,
it has been completly ignored.

The dead body on the floor,
it doesn´t breath anymore.

Ref: Poor baby, oh my dear.
Where do you have your parents?
Poor baby, how do you feel?
Your mother, your mother is near.

There´s a picture on the wall,
There´s a woman on the floor.

She´s lying with her friend,
she has a needle in her hand.

An empty bottle on the floor,
an empty woman has lost it all.

Lost her strength and lost her pride,
lost her love and lost her child.

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