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what am I gonna do with all of these voices?
none's gonna notice or endorse my rejoices
or stand on my side
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I'm goin' deaf from all these turbulent visions
blowin' my mind on industry expositions
and shakin' inside
foxes
they treat us like we're rotten rodents and pests
invest in injury, expecting the best
and rollin' the die
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