"Children! Look!" lyrics
"Children! Look!"
Tell another story, skipping through the music
Feet up on the bed, like it is therapeutic
Time's an awful listener, no one's gonna hear this
These are metaphors that barely are coherent
These are metaphors I thought of before sleeping
This is the worst day I've ever lived
This is an example they'll put in a book
This is the worst thing I've ever done
Display it in museums and say
"Children, look! You wanna be old?
Who gets what they want?
Is it a gash or a paper cut?
You wanna be old? You can't speed up
Is it black mold or is it dust?"
He is an idea
Knowing him defeats the purpose of a dream
'Cause dreams will never please ya
I'm a good companion
I'm a loose cannon
These are metaphors for what I can't examine
These are metaphors, for metaphors, for metaphors
This is the worst day I've ever lived
This is an example they'll put in a book
This is the worst thing I've ever done
Display it in museums and say
"Children, look! You wanna be old?
Who gets what they want?
Is it a gash or a paper cut?
You wanna be old? You can't speed up
Is it black mold or is it dust?"
(What am I saying?
What am I
What am I saying here?)
This is the worst day I've ever lived
This is an example they'll put in a book
This is the worst thing I've ever done
Display it in museums and say
"Children, look! You wanna be old?
Who gets what they want?
Is it a gash or a paper cut?
You wanna be old? You can't speed up
Is it black mold or is it dust?"
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