To the power of ten
We were living by this score
It went backwards and forth
'Til we couldn't repeat anymore

While swept to the side and scratched in a book
The had to decline [Well they always would]
To the power of ten
We were living by this score
It went backwards and forth
'Til we couldn't repeat anymore

Hunger
He's heavily thinking it all away

When the end of a sight
Comes announced with a brick
Would it help us decide or run to the cell?

[He's heavily steping on fingers]

And they would help us decide on the end of a book
And they would help us decide or swim to the shore

[He's heavily stepping on fingers]

Fingers
He's heavily stepping on fingers
He's cleverly stepping on fingers