Problem Child

Problem child, problem child

When will you stop being a problem?

Always wrong

Always sick

Always emotional

Always the little black sheep aren’t you

Oh problem child, problem child

Will death set you free?

No, not really

Then you’ll still be the problem

You’ll still lack understanding

You’ll still be the wrong one

Making the wrong choice

Oh well, I guess in life and death,

Always a problem to be solved

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