Goldies Torn Locks - He Is Legend

Little boy, I see you ran away again

Press your luck inside your momma’s shoes

You’ll be out dancing down at the lion’s den

I guess you didn’t have a thing to lose

I know it’s hard sleeping on those streets

It’s better than your daddy’s floor

All the drivers learned the secrets in your sheets

You knew what they were looking for

I don’t remember when I stopped dreaming

All my imaginary friends are gone

Lock the door because dad’s been drinking

Child, your momma’s never coming home

Oh my God, what have you done?

I’m seeing children seeing things

That I think children shouldn’t see

Boy, you look just like your mother

Yeah yeah yeah yeah

I’m seeing children seeing things

That I think children shouldn’t see

Boy, you look just like your mother

Yeah

Mom, I guess I feel alive up in their seats

I love to hear them say I look like you

I’ll win the heart of every broken man I meet

Now momma tell me, what’s a girl to do?

I am the daughter of 18 wheelers

The sister of your broken heart

I am the goddess of the street healers

I am the lover that you tore apart

Oh my God, what have I done?

I’m seeing children seeing things

That I think children shouldn’t see

Boy, you look just like your mother

Yeah yeah yeah yeah

I’m seeing children seeing things

That I think children shouldn’t see

Boy, you look just like your mother

Yeah

«We the flesh eating predators

Of the house of dogs

Protect our own.»

I’m seeing children seeing things

That I think children shouldn’t see

Boy, you look just like your mother

Yeah yeah yeah yeah

I’m seeing children seeing things

That I think children shouldn’t see

Boy, you look just like your mother

Yeah

I’m seeing children seeing things

That children shouldn’t see

Would you love me like my mother?

Well, I am the child who

The only child who

I am the child who

I am the child who saw everything