Testo Problem child

I've played with my toys
And I `ve found myself
The game that I had invented
is not mine no more

So I feel your gaze
But it doesn?t warm me
it doesn?t warn me doesn?t control me anymore


father
I'm still a problem child

I've been out to explore
forbidden fruits and hidden lust
worlds you?ve never trespassed
things you?ve never tried

father
I'm still a problem child

stoned by careless words and burnt out
from staying awake too long
I cannot be proud
of my passion

father
I'm still a problem child