| I sense the thumping
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| Sounds in my ears
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| My mind’s exploding with every sound
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| Beating percussion
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| Vibrations increasing
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| Bringing on tears
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| Afraid, I ran to the population of noise
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| Screaming and yelling with a sprint upon completion
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| In thought of the quote
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| «You can’t win or lose, there’s no more to choose»
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| Said by the long-haired boys
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| Don’t worry about dying
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| You were meant not to live
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| For the girl you once loved and hurt
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| Is floating undone
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| Her real name is Sunick
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| My goddess of infinite love
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| Thus, I mutated your ears to do not a thing
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| But slowly torture you with the world’s sounds
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| Being nothing but percussion
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| Percussion
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| Percussion
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| Percussion
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| Percussion
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| Percussion
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| Percussion
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| Percussion
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| Percussion
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| Percussion |