Steven Wilson - Only Child

A raven holding to narrow wrist
Pull it tight
Clothes are torn and the body twists
A single light

The worse the struggle the more you fail
Strands fall down
The more you like it the more it hurts
Why stop now?

An only child
A winning smile (ah-ah-ah)
A killing trial (ah-ah-ah)

A broken rib and a bloody lip
All in hell
The fire's gone and your pride is stripped
A private hell

You never know why it is this way
Leave here now
Live through this on another day
Tonight sleep sound

An only child
A winning smile (ah-ah-ah)
A killing trial (ah-ah-ah)

(Ah-ah-ah)

Written by:
Steven John Wilson

Publisher:
Lyrics © Downtown Music Publishing

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