"Child Of Sin" lyrics

Kovacs & Till Lindemann Lyrics

"Child Of Sin"

When I was four years old
I thought that love
Was unpredictable
When I was twelve years old
I knew that love
Was unsexual

Where do I begin?
Where do I begin?
I'm not exceptional
Where do I begin?
Where do I begin?
I'm not a child of love

I am a child of sin
Sin
Sin
Sin
I am a child of sin
Sin
Sin

When you were nine years old
We terrorized these streets
From dusk till dawn
But when I turned sixteen
My dirty hands would bleed
From banging at your door

Where should I begin?
Where should I begin?
I'd seen it all before
And it will never end
It will never end
You're not a child of love

You're a child of sin
Sin
Sin
Sin
You're a child of sin
Sin
Sin
Sin

There's nothing inside of me
So what will become of me?
I don't need your sympathy

You're a child of sin
Sin
Sin
Sin
I am a child of sin
Sin
Sin

Now, twenty-nine years old
And I know your love was unacceptable


Writer(s): Till Lindemann, Sharon W. G. Kovacs, Jonathan Hugh Quarmby
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