Little Child, Pt. 2 (Read the Lyrics) [feat. Tuva Welin]

I’m just a little child, my words shouldn’t mean much Character’s not solidified Haven’t experienced much They gag at this goof Their ears are clogged and childproof Due to that I’m just a little child And I shouldn’t speak up Listen I’m not a preacher Sunday school for a meek tot Compliments are little lies My mouth should just be shut Permanently locked Don’t encourage me Stop I suckle to the bosom of false support like a leech stuck Please, look I’m pleading pardon to all who feel I’m preaching toward'em Right before I feel I’ve taught them ‘bout life which I haven’t even started I’m cultivating seeds that aren’t Even ripe enough to become large and I've been too keen to garden I’ve been to kindergarten 'Cause I’m just a little child I shouldn’t speak up Throwing tantrums when criticized Like mount Taal, I erupt I erupt passive fiers Then crawl towards pacifiers 'Cause I’m just a little child And I shouldn’t speak up 'Cause I’m just a Little child Aah aah aah Aah aah Aah aah Ooh ooh ooh ooh Aah aah Aah aah I’m just a little child, my words shouldn’t mean much Character’s not solidified Haven’t experienced much They gag at this goof Their ears are clogged and childproof Due to that I’m just a little child And I shouldn’t speak up Listen I’m not a preacher Sunday school for a meek tot Compliments are little lies My mouth should just be shut Permanently locked Don’t encourage me Stop I suckle to the bosom of false support like a leech stuck Gift, look, put down the mic You really don’t need it, it’s brittle Why Your hands are too small to hold it, so hold it Now don’t quibble Why You’re a moronic oxymoron The good old mischievous child Day and night, hypocritical Your unfit, you’re ambivalent Why, 'Cause I am just a little child Aah aah aah Aah aah Aah aah The temperature’s dropping all of a sudden And I am still Freezing, my eyes are filled With shivers of ice that melt They laugh and they cry and yell 'Cause I'm under this biting spell They saw Little Child, rearranged him till he was titled “chil" They say I’m lukewarm Preaching against my wild ways They love toying with me, yea To them it’s child’s play They sleep on me like babies with their platitudes Presumption attitudes I’m on the cusp of adulthood Let me be, punk You said bite me, but forgot I’ve got a full set of teeth What, I’m too young to speak up I can only get a peep out Voice aint sufficiently gruff You think that I’m weak, huh You put me in this kindergarten Bound with a sealed mouth I feel stuck From deep down I scream out a beast’s howl Look my music’s for me as well It’ll make my little seed sprout I’m not an infant, I’m an infantry All of you put me in this crib but see Got a match I’ll burn these bars down And climb out of it I’ve had enough Because I am not a little child