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Crank up the volume, So you can't hear a thing, So nothing can get through, And nothing can get out, And you can't hear yourself, And then you fall asleep. Isn't that just the best thing, That you could feel? Wherever you are, That peace and quiet? Because when the music's loud Your thoughts are silent.
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Mar 10, 2020
Mar 10, 2020 at 8:29 AM UTC
Deafening
Crank up the volume, So you can't hear a thing, So nothing can get through, And nothing can get out, And you can't hear yourself, And then you fall asleep. Isn't that just the best thing, That you could feel? Wherever you are, That peace and quiet? Because when the music's loud Your thoughts are silent.
Ruheen
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20/F/Here
Mar 10, 2020
Mar 10, 2020 at 8:29 AM UTC
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