A baby, blue eyed Innocent and pure Lullabies and fairytales In a world, obscure Seen from the cradle So simple it must seen Easy come, easy go Just like a wishful dream FROM THE CRADLE TO THE GRAVE Hangin on to faith, enslaved 26 years later A young man full of sin Unemployed and sick and tired Of whistling down the wind A situation Self inflicted, yet self contained And the needle temptes Knowing life has gone down the drain FROM THE CRADLE TO THE GRAVE Hangin on to hope, enslaved FROM THE CRADLE TO THE GRAVE Living a lie, just like a slave Life has made me realize, its lost Then as a old man When death is closing in Looking back All Ill see is misery and sin Trapped in this wheelchair Shivering with fear Deeds of dementia The grave is all too near FROM THE CRADLE TO THE GRAVE Lived my life just like a slave FROM THE CRADLE TO THE GRAVE Misery until the ende
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