There's music in my head,
Theres' music in my mind,
It makes life much more kind,
The space is crowding around,
It makes me want to drowned,
away,
It's hard for me to breathe,
With everyone up my sleave,
Can't you see the truth,
If you think thats me,
Then you must not be,
Who i thought was you...
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