Carrots

If you were one of those kids that were left all alone
Then you know what they mean by the saying we're equal
If you know how it feels to slow,
how it feels to be hurt from inside
Then you know how it feels to be slit,
how it feels to be scarred from outside
Then if they ask you how it feels, you say sad
Then they'll ask what's wrong, and you'll say, well, there's you
If you know how it feels to slow,
how it feels to be hurt from inside
Then you know how it feels to be slit,
how it feels to be scarred from outside
Carrots they're green at the top,
and they're orange at the bottom
If you know how it feels to slow,
how it feels to be hurt from inside
Then you know how it feels to be slit,
how it feels to be scarred from outside