MGMT - kids

You were a child,
crawlin' on your knees toward it.
Makin' mama so proud,
but your voice is too loud.
We like to watch you laughing.
Pickin' insects off plants.
No time to think of consequences.
Control yourself.
Take only what you need from it.
A family of trees wanting,
To be haunted.


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