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Mister Ant
Lyricist：Carim Christian Clasmann, Galia Megan Durant
I see the bricks you bake, I see the wood you saw
I love to watch you toil in the clattering dough
I baked our bread and made our milk
And now I feed the fleas as the worms are oozing silk
Don't stop to think now or even breathe
'Cause when we're like this our souls don't dare to leave
I see in snapshots, click, clack, click, clack, doo
Can you see the point in how much I like you?
I wanna be a family, I wanna be a home
I wanna keep you in a cave and never let you go
I wanna be the map you read, the basket for the bone
I want to be the hand that feeds, I wanna be a home, your home
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Tin cans and grapevines, growing at our door
The bustling ants nest, seeping through the floor
One hundred soldiers marching down our road
Each with a letter on his back to spell a secret code
I see the mud you make, I see the mess we're in
I want to end with a smile 'cause that's how we begin
I wanna be a family, I wanna be a home
I wanna keep you in a cave and never let you go
I wanna be the map you read, the basket for the bone
I want to be the hand that feeds, I wanna be a home, your home
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