.Stealing quiet on my bed
And fighting wars inside my head
While counting footprints on the ceiling
Blank and colorless tapestries
The voices yell inside of me
And I knew then the paint was peeling
You say you know this misery
Well that's no more than sympathy for me
Bec.
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