| He lives inside my mouth
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| And tells me what to say
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| When he turns the trains
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| On he makes it go away
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| The hands are cracked and dirty and
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| The nails are beetle wings
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| When he turns the trains on he Unties all of the strings
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| The worm: «tell me something beautiful
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| Tell me something free
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| Tell me something beautiful
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| And I wish that I could be.»
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| (then I got my wings and I never even knew it When I was a worm, thought I couldn’t get through it)
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| Jack: (not spoken) come, come
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| The toys all smell like children
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| And scab-knees will obey
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| I’ll just have to kneel on broomsticks
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| Just to make it go away
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| (then I got my wings and I never even knew it,
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| When I was a worm, thought I couldn’t get through it)
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| A voice we have not yet heard: «because today
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| Is black/because there is no turning back.
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| Because your lies have watered me/
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| I have become the strongest weed"weed…
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| Through jack’s eyes:
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| The taste of metal
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| Disintegrator
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| Three holes upon the leather belt
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| It’s cut and swollen
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| And the age is swollen
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| Boy: «there's no one here to save ourself.»
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| The disintegrator: (to himself)
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| This is what you should fear
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| You are what you should fear |