I need a child Into my middle I need a child a wild one under my skin a little bone a speaking tree is growing on me I've got flowers exploding on my swinging tit's So many flowers exploding on my swinging tit's I need a child My heart is a dead frog hauting on my broken throat with the red lipstick stuck and his bleeding mooth I can't breath It's so cold, warm me up, feel me up, build me a child I'm in bloom "boom" into my middle I'm in blue boom into my heart I'm in bloom "boom" into my middle I'm in blue boom into my heart Since the day of my brothers' birth Oh brothers'-bird, I've understood there's a mother exploding on my swinging tit's So many flowers exploding on my swinging tit's I need a child