Little Lost by Oli Spleen feat. Mishkin Fitzgerald

LITTLE LOST

Little boy lost
In a world devoid of pity
Midst the circuits of the city
Feels the cost

Of living on his own
And since he ran away from home
His world has grown

As his hunger has grown greater
For rocks of crystal white and golden brown

But still he holds his own against the cold
He finds a hole, a home
A place to penetrate a vein
And not come down

Little girl lost
In a world devoid of pity
Midst the circus of the city
Pays the cost

Of renting out her body
Lives a life of shame, a shoddy
Excuse of an existence
Cruelly tossed

Into a pit of pain where perverts
Take her, rape her, break her in and pin her down

Still she obliterates the ache
With every poison she can take
Just to escape this wretched world to which she's bound

Give me wisdom, make me worthy
Keep me from all that may hurt me
That may enslave and deprave me
All the cruel and the unkind

Keep me from the pain and hurting
All the raw, the sore and dirty
That which may thwart and pervert me
And subvert my hurting mind

Oh just to have one minute
Just to loose myself within into
Or go back and not begin it
Wipe the tape clean and rewind

Give me wisdom, make me worthy
Keep me from all that may hurt me
That may enslave and deprave me
All the cruel and the unkind

Keep me from the pain and hurting
All the raw, the sore and dirty
That which may thwart and pervert me
And subvert my hurting mind

Oh just to have one minute
Just to loose myself within into
Or go back and not begin it
Or leave this life behind

• Alternative
• Country
• Electronic
• Punk
• birdeatsbaby
• cabaret
• duet
• gothic
• orchestral
• Brighton