[ Featuring the UnDead ]
When I was a little boy
A child
Some people came to call on me
They said we think there's something wrong
With you
We think you should be locked away
Well I don't need your sympathy
And I don't want your sympathies
And in that place they put me now
Alone
I found what makes me happiest
I found a flower in the sun
So pretty
I watched the petals fall
One
By
One
And I don't want your sympathy
And I don't need your sympathies
And I'm older now I'm grown
A man
Did you ever think of me?
And of what I had now become?
You should have
So you should all now run from me
You don't get my sympathy
I will give you sympathy
They'll write cards for you
With sympathy
I'll bring on you the sympathy
You'll get all my sympathy
You'll be saying sympathy
When I was a little boy
Alone
