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Well everything’s so different now
A scream which fills the air
And haunts the smallest children’s sleep upon the floor
“Where have they gone?”; You’ll hear them say
With smiles meant to cry
As they wind a watch wrapped on a wrist
And quickly look away
Four and six have come and gone
Five times before they’re seen
And upon the lips of everyone a curse they’ve never dreamed
Yeah upon the lips of everyone a curse they’ve never dreamed
It’s a complicated situation
It’s a complicated situation mama
I’m a complicated situation
The young must be our sacrifice
They say with crippled grins
The eyes of youth must lose their way
And stumble here within
So the sleeping children were awoke
In time to haze their eyes
So was never known on which they choked
Where books of older time
So was never known on which they choked
With books of older time
It’s a complicated situation
It’s a complicated situation mama
I’m a complicated situation
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