Problem Child کے بول

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