All My Balloons (Children 18:3)

Sing, sing Oh so sucker for the sugar substitute and artificial flavoring Small wonder I felt so safe inside nothing more Than a smoke screen and masquerade But outside a car bomb's ticking Inside a car bomb's ticking The words I wrote are a broken chain Holding me from the criminally insane But its gone and there's no stopping All my balloons are popping But the tree was not yet down as she lifted the flag from the bloody ground, whispering: 'Gallons of gas and a makeshift cast And I'm still no further from nowhere fast' Listen! Downstairs the doorbell's ringing We've been waiting I've been waiting The words I wrote are a broken chain Holding me from the criminally insane But its gone and there's no stopping All my balloons are popping The words I wrote are a broken chain Keeping me from the criminally insane But it's gone and there's no stopping The words I wrote and the songs I sang Kept this ship from sinking to its grave But it's gone and there's no stopping All my balloons are popping