Sweet Children (Die With Me) Songtext

So if you see me on the street,
Bring your new killer and share it with me,
And we can smoke some mary jane,
Or die with our noses full of cocaine,
Be found dead in a garbage dump,
And get stuffed in a box and never jump,
Out of it into heaven's doors,
And get thrown around and lie on the floor,
I can't think of a better way to die,
To fall and never fly as high,
Would you please come and die with me?
At my pretend heavenly city.

Sweet children will drive you insane,
Find you soon and pick your brain,
Dying lies, blood and a new wedding band,
Fallen for a girl with an iron hand,
Doctor lied, gave me the wrong meds,
Set me to dig my own grave bed,
Maybe I'll die just in time, Or love you for the price of a dime.

(chorus)

I say that your love should be free,
Sweet children will try to stop me,
Come with me, I'll show you how,
To die in a way that's not allowed,
Before sweet children find me.

Sweet children,
Sweet children,
Sweet children.

(chorus)