How cruel is the golden rule   When the lies we lived are only golden plated   And I knew that the lights of the city were too heavy for me   And thought I *carry carrots??* for everyone to see         And I saw god cry in the reflection of my enemies   And all the lovers with no time for me   And all of the mothers raise their babies,   to stay away from me      Tongues on the sockets of electric dreams   When the sewage of youth drown the spark of my tears      And I knew the lights of the city were too heavy for me (too heavy for me)   And though I carry carots for everyone to see (everyone to seeeeee)      And I saw god cry in the reflection of my enemies   And all the lovers with no time for me   And all of the mothers raise their babies,   to stay away from me   and pray that they don’t grow up to be