Surprises

Wooden child, he moves And he measures the days by his wounds Metal sky, lay down I took heed to your word Prayed that her heart knows how I don't put faith in anything Cause everything gets lost And those who once were merciful Stand pitiful in wate

baby i was born to be a salesman to put my finger on your sea baby i was born to tell our children about the monster that was me promise me that you will love him promise methat you will love him more than me promise me that you will love him promise