Oscar Cotton

If I could painlessly murder us all

Then there would be no more children crying

To our deaf God up above.



If I could painlessly murder the world

Then there would be no more children crying:

Then there would be no more children crying at all.



I want to hide in an opium sunrise.

I'd rather fly than feel the pain.

I want to die in a heroine sunrise.

Go on and spike my vein... 



So sick... there is a snatch of an old song

Blaring inside my head but I know I ain't dead, no.

This can't be hell: I'm way too cold, I'm shivering.

The cold sweat is like broken glass; 

Isn't this a gas? Come and join the party! 



Baby to his mother:

Please smother me now.

Baby to her mother:

Please smother me now.



I want to hide in an opium sunrise.

The world is burning... 

I'd rather fly than feel the pain.

The world is burning... 

I want to die in a heroine sunrise.

The world is burning me.

Go on and spike my vein...