He gets high
on self control
To conceal
an addict's soul
Sing, you fool
Howl at the moon
Relieve your heart
beating out of tune
Sing, you fool
Try your best to find your voice,
to ransom your head
A hostage of noise
He speaks
to drown
the sound
of his voice
He's chosen
not to choose
Unless he has no choice
Sing, you fool
Howl at the moon
Relieve your heart
beating out of tune
Sing, you fool
Only when you find your voice
will you reclaim your head
infested with noise

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