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Sleeping Buddah

Io ballo da solo

I crave to let things out, yet I want to keep them to me.

It's me against myself.

Is anyone out there able to understand me deep enough to surprise me?
Does anyone know why I'm annoying everyone with this shit?

I hate this... feels like being dressed in red among a crowd in white.
And everyone playing dumb like nothing was different.

Silence is not better than words.
Silence is the ultimate poison.

I'm so badly intoxicated by silence that the smallest dose causes physical pain... a pain I can't explain... a pain I can't blame anyone for.

My brain hangs on to music like it never did...
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monkey

March 2010

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