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Mr. Rogers

Boomerang, zoomerang, toomerang, up
The time has come to realise what you are, what you've done inside
The time has come, we'll have something to talk about
I will tell [too]
Looking back...dumb
And now i realise...old man
How much you really liked him...dumb
This child's mind you terrorised...old man
You came to him...dumb
He really didn't know your lies...old man
Now, his innocence gone...dumb
He's that child you terrorised...old man
This fucking thing that i know, it came to me and you
This fucking thing that i know, because of you
My childhood is gone, because i loved you
My childhood is gone, because i loved you
Be my neighbour
Looking back...child
And now i realise...fucker
How much you really loved him...child
This child's mind you hypnotised...fucker
You came to him...child
You really didn't know his lies...fucker
Now, his innocence gone...child
I'm that child you terrorised...fucker
Chorus
But you told me that everybody was my neighbour
They took advantage of me, like i took a trip anywhere
I wish i wouldn't have watched you, i really mean it
My childhood, a failure
What a fuckin neighbour
I hate you, i will tell [too]
Chorus
This fucking thing that i feel
This fucking thing that i feel
My childhood is gone
My childhood is gone
I will tell...


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