The Child/ Pluto
The Child The food is on the table The house is clean The dogs are let out by strange faces There's a note on the table saying "i love you" Set your backpack on the floor and warm up your cold meal It tastes like food without love That's all Turn on the tv You can play video games, you can watch movies, you can go outside, have friends over Nobody cares You could do hard drugs or get drunk if you really wanted to Nobody would stop you and nobody would know You could die tonight alone in this house They wouldn't find the body till they get out of their loop And remember that they have a son My life is in the hands of the mistakes i could make I'm so young that the real world can change my whole life What will the world make me? A victim, a predator, a successful man
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