Silence Is Suicide

Desperate to live
Addicted to music
In love with life
In love with her
Calculating
Searching for a voice
Crying out:
This life is mine!

Time - it passes, and it tells us what we’re left with.
We become the things we do.
Me - I’m a fool spent from defiance, yeah you got me, but
I didn’t give up on you. 

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