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