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sweet november The world is listening
Every angle knows me
More than I know myself
I'm losing it
Sanity from paranoia
Some newspaper clippings can tell my story
Better than I can tell it myself
I'm among the cold, the words, the laughing
The hate
My reason
Is forgotten
My head is shaking
I'm filled to the line with fear
And anger
Failed
