Voices in my head, 
Are as good as dead, 
You can't hear it plead,
Nor witness it bleed. 
                              Cry, a dying soul. 
A ring, can I call? 
I embraced the fall, 
'Til it took it's toll. 
                                      
                                          
                                   
                                              
                                           by tinytinnnnnn
                                              
                                              by tinytinnnnnn
                                          
                                        
                                                  Voices in my head, 
Are as good as dead, 
You can't hear it plead,
Nor witness it bleed. 
                              Cry, a dying soul. 
A ring, can I call? 
I embraced the fall, 
'Til it took it's toll. 
                                      
                                          
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