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See all those people on the ground. Wasting time. I try to hold it all inside. But just for tonight. The top of the world. Sitting here wishing. The things I've become. That something is missing. Maybe I .. But what do I know. And now it seems that I have found. Nothing at all. I want to hear your voice out loud. Slow it down, slow it down. Without it all. I'm choking on nothing. It's clear in my head. And I'm screaming for something. Knowing nothing is better than knowing at all. On my own. Without it all. I'm choking on nothing. It's clear in my head. And I'm screaming for something. Knowing nothing is better than knowing
at all. On my own
