Dwellers

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Rata-tat-tat,

There's something inside.



Rata-tat-tat,


And its wanting out.



Rata-tat-tat,


Let me go!



Rata-tat-tat,


I want out!



The emotions that


dwell inside me,


they grow and grow


because they wanna be free.



But if I hold 'em in,


just long enough,

they might grow up

to be not so tough.


Rata-tat-tat,

there's something inside.


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