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The wordless speaker Constantly babbling No meaning, no passion Blindly stumbling Bit by bit I try and copy down her words But she's not saying anything Tears hit the paper I cry for the woman with nothing All I can do is stare And search for signs of life
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Sep 2, 2010
Sep 2, 2010 at 11:30 AM UTC
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The wordless speaker Constantly babbling No meaning, no passion Blindly stumbling Bit by bit I try and copy down her words But she's not saying anything Tears hit the paper I cry for the woman with nothing All I can do is stare And search for signs of life
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Sep 2, 2010
Sep 2, 2010 at 11:30 AM UTC
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