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Usa A− / A+ para ajustar el tamañoAnts Marching
He wakes up in the morningDoes his teeth, bite to eat, and he rollinNever changes a thingThe week ends, the week beginsShe thinks, we look at eachotherWonderin what the other is thinkingBut we never say a thingThese crimes between us grow deeperGoes to visit his mommyShe feeds him well his concerns he forgets themAnd remembers being smallPlaying under the table and dreamingTake these chancesPlace them in a box until a quieter timeLights down, you up and dieDriving in on this highwayAll these cars and upon the sidewalkPeople in every directionNo words exchanged, no time to exchangeOhhh...And all the little ants are marchingRed and black antennas wavingThey all do it the sameThey all do it the same...wayCandyman teasing the thoughts of aSweet tooth tourtured by the weight lossProgram cutting the cornersLoose end, loose end cut cutOn the fence, could not to offendCut cut cut cutTake these chancesPlace them in a box until a quieter timeLights down, you up and die
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