Life is fine and filled with (hope and s*) So all the children fear it when it comes Take a look and see what I can find 'Cause there's a thing within its (ugly? mind) All alone is in embracement Fortune in an empty haze and Hope that (ever) there's no way Stop before it (burns?) away your dr* In all sh** it takes it (out) of me? (Children sketch) as far i can see And I don't want it (kicking/kick it) on my knees Cried for sl**ing filled with more than s* T* all the children feel it when it comes You can reach (it h*) then don't be numb And I know will you will feel (it every/a different) one?