WHY

Sickend by stories of trashing babies, this song was born.

You got to have a licence to own a dog,
You got to have a licence to catch a fish,
You got to have a licence to drive a car,
Why is it that any idiot can have a child
What happens in your mind as pressures begin to stack
For you to go and leave him in a dumpster out back

(chorus)
And the young ones suffer
For their parents ignorance
And they die in pain
It's the slaughter of the innocent

How can they do that to one of Gods children,
How can can they do that to their own child
How can they be so cruel as to bring a life
Into this world with no chance to survive
The youth are not at fault, they're not to blame
They didn't ask to be born in this way, Insane!
They didn't ask you to fuck this up for them
The way that you did this, your soul is bound for hell

(chorus)
And the young ones suffer
For their parents ignorance
And they die in pain
It's the slaughter of the innocent