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I'm rolled up, On the bedroom floor. Dam these voices, They're at my door. They keep a knockin' Won't let them in. These haunting voices, No way they'll win. I'm much too strong, They're way too weak. My mind they want, My soul they seek. It's mine to keep, My head they rattle. They've got no chance, I'll win this battle.
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Feb 6, 2016
Feb 6, 2016 at 7:52 AM UTC
VOICES
I'm rolled up, On the bedroom floor. Dam these voices, They're at my door. They keep a knockin' Won't let them in. These haunting voices, No way they'll win. I'm much too strong, They're way too weak. My mind they want, My soul they seek. It's mine to keep, My head they rattle. They've got no chance, I'll win this battle.
Be strong.....
paul-passero
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Feb 6, 2016
Feb 6, 2016 at 7:52 AM UTC
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