Little Space

Have you heard from the news? Clouds are falling from the sky And everything that's pink is now blue Have you heard from my mind? We gotta find a way to cope Or else things might not turn out so fine And I start to give in To the sin, to the sin And I start to realize Lullabies, lulla... Lollipops and cigarettes Bubblegum and fishnets Heroin and slamming doors Medicine all on the floor Losing innocence is easy But growing up is hard to face Give me something to hold onto Or I'll slip right into little space Remember all the rounds When we sneaked in just to have a kiss But now we need to keep the noise down Remember, sleepy eyes When we see each other every day But now this is the final goodbye And I start to give in To the sin, to the sin And I start to realize Lullabies, lulla... Lollipops and cigarettes Bubblegum and fishnets Heroin and slamming doors Medicine all on the floor Losing innocence is easy But growing up is hard to face Give me something to hold onto Or I'll slip right into little space Alphabets and number games Pixy stix and crack cocaine TV shows and little cars Band-aids and too many scars Halloween and sippy cups Drinking juice and throwing up Glitter all over your face Thank god for my little space