Dead born child

i am was stillborn,
i am was ugly,
and someone eat corn,
people so hardly,
parents were not native family guys,
and i am was lonely dead born child

she was kind to me and she was lovely
She was sweeter honey and this was so harmless
Rose has a pleasant smell but can prick
she didn't know leisure i am was freak

leaves torn down wind
so coldly winter,
birds don't sing,
i was as splinter
parents abandoned me i want their find
and i am was lonely dead born child

He was hard to me and me was so sadly
i just wanted love and know what a badly
Shit has unpleasant smell but can trick
he didn't know leisure i am was sick

blooming spring
and so hot summer
I have only one wing
My angel so bummer
Parents afraid and don't want i died
But i had already dead born child

roses smell smells shit a monkeys
lazy hippie son of donkeys
Children nature so pleasant new seek
we have features leisure and tourism pig

autumn rainy
dirt and slush
grave to many
bloody mush
Parents tomorrow i not on your side
I was a killed as your dead born child

And i take anew life to the nation
misery trust from imagination
where the scents of flowers not mixed with shit
i will live with her true love on the street