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Tallah

Toss this ball in your conscience
Throw it up
Catch it on the way down
Who are we to suppress our dreams?

I set them free
I make them be!
I'll make you bleed

Whether through death or a fine-toothed comb
Brush it back
Brush it through the thoughts you've chosen
Trillions of people chucked their brains in a casket

Call it a tragedy!
Is there anybody home inside?
Is there anybody home inside this head of mine?

Christ, where do we even begin?

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