Common State of Inner Violence

Deserving wonderful baby
 In despite of that defect
 Of listening to that wild music
 And then playing war video games
 But you are lucky man
 Because I've got some plans for you
 Refined violin lessons
 And the most celebrated school
 (Poor baby) he uses his violin
 (Poor baby) almost well as a machine gun
 (Poor baby) insanity from adolescence
 Grows through me, a killer from hell
 The rising sons throw away
 All their father's dreams
 Don't let me be born
 If you didn't live
 The only right was the grandfather
 He said, "Finally, he's gone"
 While parents threaten suddenly
 "We will grow another one"
 Just you must know
 Your guy is not so wise
 To grow behind your violin
 Take your eyes to this massacre
 Was it your dream?
 This story tells me
 Don't let me be born
 If you did not live
 (Poor baby) he uses his violin
 (Poor baby) almost well as a machine gun
 (Poor baby) insanity from adolescence
 Grows through me, a killer from hell
 The rising sons throw away
 All their father's dreams
 Don't let me be born if you didn't live
 The rising sons throw away
 All their father's dreams
 Don't let me be born if you didn't live
 ♪
 Your guy is not so wise
 To grow behind your violin
 Take your eyes through this fire
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 The only right was the grandfather
 He said, "Finally, he's gone"
 While parents threaten suddenly
 "We'll grow another one"
 Just you must know
 Your guy is not so wise
 To grow behind your violin
 Take your eyes to this massacre
 Was it your dream?
 (Poor baby) he uses his violin
 (Poor baby) almost well as a machine gun
 (Poor baby) insanity from adolescence
 Grows through me, a killer from hell
 The rising sons throw away
 All their father's dreams
 Don't let me be born
 If you didn't live
 The rising sons throw away
 All their father's dreams
 Don't let me be born
 If you didn't live