Blocking you out

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I was sitting on my bed, headphones on blasting paint it black straight into my eardrums.My mum always tells me to stop but I don't care.
At school my only friend is Damien, he's the only one who understands me even though he isn't "emo".
Yeah that's what you call "us" (as a group) but we don't like to be referred to as an emo, it sounds like an animal.
As I pause my music I here a truck outside my window.I open my curtains.its a moving truck, great more neigbours to ask 'whyDo you block everyone out?' That's the one question that bugs me and they always get the same reply......it's because it's easier.

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