We're kids having kids having kids having kids and we all know
We're kids having kids having kids having kids and we all know
That this has got to stop
It has to stop
The notion of perfection has changed my reflection
My skin melts into bone
Where is my soul?
I wanted to be like you
So fine, so good, so true
But I'm stuck I'm a kid having kids
And I can't stop now, they won't show me how
Can you free me now?
So I stop, yes
I stop dreaming of you