Silverchair - Cicada lyrics

When he was just a little boy,

He only had one favourite toy.

And he had thing on his mind,

And never left anything behind.

No.

As he got older, things got worse,

Like he`d been born under a curse.

Things started to fall apart,

They weren`t like they were at the start.

No, it`s like a civil war.

Growing up,

It`s like a civil war.

Don`t turn away,

It`s something you can`t ignore.

Growing up,

It`s like a civil war.

And now that he was in his teens,

He`d started to learn what life means.

Problems were still appearing,

They didn`t look like disappearing.

No.