Children Shouldn’t Play with Dead Things versuri

Versuri Adia & Jae feat. Jackson – Children Shouldn't Play with Dead Things lyrics

They clap for the clown
Everybody Loves a Clown, crown on a frown
Glass towers grin, grin for the gram, grin while the city drowns
Silver tongues sip Bloodlust
Velvet gloves hide the rust
Little feet chalk the curb
Children Shouldn’t Play with Dead Things in the dust
Mahogany maps, signatures like scars, ledger lines cut deep
Jae Woon said „No Exit”
Locked doors where the secrets sleep
Smile for the lens, sell the sin, saint on the payroll
We raise small saints in a system that baptizes with a low blow
They point at The Usual Suspects, pass the blame like a blunt
Spin the script, flip the script, then they front and they stunt
Playground creaks sing the truth
Swings swing with the proof
We try to guard the small ones but the law got no roof
Crossroad Blues, neon bleeding on the block
We sing for the children while the big dogs talk
All Hell Breaks Loose when the velvet peel slow
What Is and What Should Never Be carved in the low
Hollywood Babylon grins, camera flash, fake scenes
Roadkill memories on the boulevard of kings
Everybody Loves a Clown till the laughter stop
We can’t protect the small ones
When the power play pops
Preachers in white
Hell House in White, halo stitched with vice
Saints sign the ledger, sinners cash checks with ice
Contracts at midnight, ink thicker than blood
Fold the truth
Teach the kids to trust the men with the gold
Then mute
Lullabies looped with loopholes
Sermons sold like stock
They sell salvation in a sermon
Then they lock the block
Sirens hum like a chorus
Headlines swallow the proof
They blame the shadows
Flip the script, call it youth
No hush, no hush, playground calling names
Light the hidden flames
When All Hell Breaks Loose we still breathe, still change the frames
The names, pull the veil, let the ledger show the cost
What Is and What Should Never Be — count the commas of the lost
Parade the clowns, parade the crowns, parade the lies in gowns
Everybody Loves a Clown till the kids stop clownin’ around
Bloodlust in boardrooms, hush in the halls, velvet on the knives
Roadkill on the boulevard, flattened stories of our lives
The Usual Suspects trade alibis for crowns, trade truth for a booth
We count missing names like commas in a loss
Count the cost in youth
No exit signs, Jae Woon said „No Exit”
Doors locked from the inside
We scream in stairwells, echo answers that divide
All the clowns will fall, all the crowns will crack
All Hell Breaks Loose when the ledger snaps back
Can’t always shield the small ones from the storm
But we can name the thunder, call the names, the track
At the Crossroad Blues we plant the seed
Ring the bell, tell the tale, lift the proof
If silence is a weapon, let our voices the proof