Carrots

If you were one of those kids that were left all alone Then you know what they mean by the saying we’re equal If you know how it feels to be slow How it feels to be hurt from inside Then you know how it feels to be slit How it feels to be scarred from outside Then if they ask you how it feels, you say sad Then they’ll ask what’s wrong, and you’ll say, well, there’s you If you know how it feels to be slow How it feels to be hurt from inside Then you know how it feels to be slit How it feels to be scarred from outside Carrots they’re green at the top And they’re orange at the bottom Carrots they’re green at the top And they’re orange at the bottom Carrots they’re green at the top And they’re orange at the bottom Carrots they’re green at the top And they’re orange at the bottom If you know how it feels to be slow How it feels to be hurt from inside Then you know how it feels to be slit How it feels to be scarred from outside