Outspoken you are with the discussions in the room.
Still manage to heal the wounds inside those imaginary tools.
Never in your wildest dream, did you hear that person scream.
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Loudness In The Room
Outspoken you are with the discussions in the room.
Still manage to heal the wounds inside those imaginary tools.
Never in your wildest dream, did you hear that person scream.
But maybe in those mysteries did the victim end up with the queen.
The bellow shouts that conquer the mind, allowed the destiny,
the seeing in your blind.
Now bawling we are in the forest full of creeps,
and the only ones hearing are the crickets that never sleep.
So disappear into the dark until it manages to spark.
So then the hatred in the room will no longer need to bark.