isn't this nice?
my own worst enemy is taking control of things.
now is the time;
this is the melody;
this is the symphony.
now hear my cry.
there's no words beneath;
there's no in between;
no alibi to make this right.
no behind the scenes;
everything you see is what you get.
the world outside.
it's changing me, changing me.
to whom i'm afraid of.
i can't confide in anything.
the crowd will not rest tonight.
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