Keep quiet, they say.
Let your thoughts feast upon your brain and heart.
But never should they touch the lips of the wind.
Nor the ears of another.
Let them molest and breed in your insides
Gnaw at your heart
Keep those thoughts triple locked, bolted and shut behind closed doors
Of which we have thrown away the keys.
What's life without being heard?
I'll tell you what it is.
It's absurd.
It's absurd.
Talking to walls don't stay fun for long.
You're bound to tear up, even those who are strong
It's all about the communication,
And yes, even between the opposition.
That's what makes you you,
That's what makes me me.
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