This ten year old, smiling summer eyes
They win, they win
Well they're surviving, showed us how they could dance like an angel
There was a talk came on the glass, a sign, some young nervous head just learned to punish
Hear him come inside to hide away from these young haters on the wing
He sighed and tried to hide, but I recall the alien eyes and what that felt like
These little happy laughing murderers with delight in the game
But don't allow yourself to paint the meek in any kind of virtuous light
Because each of us is both of them, one blowing out, one breathing in
They win, they win
Well they're surviving, showed us how they could dance like an angel
There was a talk came on the glass, a sign, some young nervous head just learned to punish
Hear him come inside to hide away from these young haters on the wing
He sighed and tried to hide, but I recall the alien eyes and what that felt like
These little happy laughing murderers with delight in the game
But don't allow yourself to paint the meek in any kind of virtuous light
Because each of us is both of them, one blowing out, one breathing in
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