Please, please
Make love freeze
And break apart in the middle
Then they could see the hate
When they separate
And taste the salt of their tears
No, no
It's all about experience
Control
You might as well be wood, no good
Why, why
Your questions die
In a shout and no attention
You might have said
That they both were dead
So put the puzzle away
But no
It's all about experience
Control
They're going to give you none, no fun
Don't tell the kids
They'll never understand it
Don't tell the kids
Don't waste your time, no
Get back
It's a heart attack
And the planet needs a doctor
We can tell
It looks like hell
But they make us close our eyes
It's all about experience
And control
You might as well be stone, alone
Don't tell the kids
They'll never understand it
Don't tell the kids
Don't waste your time, yeah
Don't tell the kids
They'll never get the picture
Don't tell the kids
You waste your time, yeah
Don't tell the kids
They just don't understand it
Don't tell the kids
Don't waste your time, time
Talk to the animals
Anyone who'll answer
Any fool will do
Just don't tell the kids

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