Feed Me

Feed me, for I am small

Feed me until I'm big

And strong

And when I finally can stand

You grant me applause

I'm just like a ballon

Here inside of this room

And I'm waiting for you to blow me up

Till I reach the top

But wouldn't it be scary to realize it's you who needs me?

Wouldn't it be scary to realize it's you who needs me?

You squeeze everything out of me

Pop the air right out of my cheeks

You squeeze everything out of me

Pop the air right out of my cheeks

But wouldn't it be scary to realize it's you who needs me?

Wouldn't it be scary to realize it's you who needs me?