He wakes up in the morning
Does his teeth bite to eat and he's rolling
Never changes a thing
The week ends the week begins
She thinks, we look at each other
Wondering what the other is thinking
But we never say a thing
These crimes between us grow deeperGoes to visit his mommy
She feeds him well his concerns
He forgets them
And remembers being small
Playing under the table and dreamingTake these chances
Place them in a box until a quieter time
Lights down, you up and die
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