The voices in my headwill speakLike a classroomwhen the teacher leaves,or petsleft alone and hungryBut they are only therebecause theyve got meto listen to themThe voices in my headwill not be quietNot until I amThe voices in my headare speaking above the musicLike a fool of a DJreciting this weeks number oneMaybe somebody elsewould enjoy thisBut Im banging on the wallsknocking at the doorsTurn the volume downand leave the party
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