This throat's been dry for years.
These lungs still scream for air.
And slamming door and breaking glass can't cover up
the tears. These words mean nothing.
But nothing changes, and in five more years,
we still won't be heard. I'm still screaming.
These lungs still scream for air.
And slamming door and breaking glass can't cover up
the tears. These words mean nothing.
But nothing changes, and in five more years,
we still won't be heard. I'm still screaming.
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