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So I take that you thought |
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Some things are better left unsaid |
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You chose your inhibitions |
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Over what |
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I should comprehend |
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What could have been done |
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To keep me from going astray |
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Begging for direction |
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But not pointed out the way |
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Silence, silence doesn't teach |
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Silence, silence doesn't lead |
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Silence, where did |
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I end up In a self-destructive rut |
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Do I think |
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I'm stronger because |
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I learned my own way |
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I just think |
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I'm lucky to have made it out unscathed |
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Now I'm thinking |
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I resent the counsel that |
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I lacked All the words |
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I didn't hear could have saved my past |
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Silence, silence doesn't teach |
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Silence, silence doesn't lead |
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Silence, where did |
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I end up In a self-destructive rut |
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Silence is deafening |
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You don't say |
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Silence is deafening |
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The corrupt light shines |
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The corrupt light blinds |
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Time to shrink, time to hide |
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Time to guard what's inside |
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The street didn't gently take me under their wing |
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The street is so dirty and |
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I feel unclean |
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Silence is deafening when guidance is sought |
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Silence is deafening, and now |
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I'm haunted |
