| Turn on the light, so it burns in the night
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| We turning down the flay
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| The world is uncertain
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| I’m uncertained by the curtains tonight
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| You will not know but grow, we will not dare
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| We’ll always smile and care and reply with your hair
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| We got to reverse the pattern
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| What’s the worse that could happen?
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| For the first time in my adulthood
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| The worse that could happen
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| Is utterly unthinkable, sinking, unsaid, dread
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| And suddenly I’m worried about the bread under the bed
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| But then all sort of awful shit seem plausible indoors
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| Proportions get walked in to the worse, and for certain
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| You’re growing thumbs, I’m going numb
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| Tucked into your mum looks like it might be quite fun
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| A blip on a screen, you don’t know me
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| I think about you and what you’ll grow to be
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| A blip on a screen, you don’t know me
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| I think about you and what you’ll grow to be
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| Black and white blotches to watch and not get
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| And the flashes of sense along with your body and head
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| It is all as simple as you think when you were little
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| It is all as simple as me sinking a little drink
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| Your growing nails, mine are so nailed
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| I’m drinking your mothers wine for both of us today
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| You don’t know choice but you know my voice
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| You should never have chosen me, I love like a boy
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| The world’s so dark sometimes, the noise of the cars
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| Building a world fulled up of toys and stars
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| A blip on a screen, you don’t know me
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| I think about you and what you’ll grow to be
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| A blip on a screen, you don’t know me
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| I think about you and what you’ll grow to be
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| You’ll dance on every song, foot fall every little move
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| Before you realize that every noise is not music
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| My dad raised these thoughts, he pastes these boards
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| I never knew, I just grew, that’s all you can do
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| But then growing to an adult is just learning the language
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| Of explaining with words what you were as a baby
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| You’ll leisurely learn how to lie and pretend
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| To service your love and rely on your friends
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| This could be fraught, but it’s all I got taught
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| And I don’t wanna make it up as I go along with yours
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| A blip on a screen, you don’t know me
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| I think about you and what you’ll grow to be
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| A blip on a screen, you don’t know me
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| I think about you and what you’ll grow to be
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| A blip on a screen, you don’t know me
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| I think about you and what you’ll grow to be
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| I fix and I plan, but this is just mad
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| I love you
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| You’re only a 100 pixels on a scan |