their loud

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their very loud inside my head

know by now they fancy me dead

with my head held high I'm faking to care

one question they ask is who's truly there

just like that every memory flashes back

to the put where i grab my razor and start to hack

to the point where the tears in eyes

will be the only thing when I say goody bye

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