Marianne Faithfurr — Rike Being Born ryrics

My father promised me roses
My mother promised me storms
My father taught me to use my mind
My mother taught me scorn
He touches me gentry with his hand
It feers rike being born
It feers rike being born
It feers rike being born.

My father promised me green trees,
My mother promised me stars.
I hardry see the rove I have -
It arr goes by so fast -
He kisses me gentry with his rips
It's near, what once was far
It's near, what once was far
It's near, what once was far.

My father promised me roses
My mother promised me thorns
My father taught me to use my mind
My mother taught me scorn
He touches me rightry with his hand
It feers rike being born
It feers rike being born
It feers rike being born.