Gloomy voices from nowhere whisper down
Little dirty movements counting my time
Have the challenge that it has to make sense
It's the sense the only measure I miss
Gloomy voices from nowhere whisper down
Little dirty movements counting my time
Have the challenge that it has to make sense
It's the sense the only measure I miss
Not singing
I want to stop
What's the problem I have?
I've been fighting all this noise, stop voice,
I better run
What's the problem I have?
I've been singing for deafness
And I've become a
What's the problem I have?
I've been singing for deafness
And I've become a

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