You have been dreaming, about the world that kicked you out
Make it right, don't miss what you could have had
Let the children play
Let them play their game
Let them know my name
Indoctrinated, A fallen fruit from the family tree
No roots can hold you down
Here is no place for you anyway
Let the children play
Let them play their game
Let them know my name
I am as close to love you'll ever get
I am a father-figure cut out of your silhouette
You know
I am
Father of all the orphans
I am
I am the father of all
Come on you unwanted, rejected, misfit bastards
Here I am you better come on and take my hand
Let the children play
Let them play their game
Let them know who I am
You wanted it all
then you wanted more
And I’ll give it to you
But you’re still asking for more
I am as close to love you'll ever get
I am the only one you'll ever respect
You know
I am
Father of all the orphans
You know who I am
I am the substitute for love
Take what we never had
Steal the world back, Steal the world back
Take what we never had
Steal the world back, Steal the world
