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As the congregation grows
The lung of solitude deflates
To my ears the greatest sin

He had no choice
Feel a bit like Beethoven
Exiled to the inner voice, difference is...
Simultaneous they speak unbeknownst

We can't seem to find the air
To get our message through your heads
Poor respiration is sure

To keep clear communication obscure
As if I should care

As if you are listening out there
The less I can understand
The louder you speak the more I can hear
Pound on it, pound it in
To my ears the greatest sin
Feel a bit like Beethoven

The darkest color of your noise
Paint my lungs so silently
A crowd will contradict its own audibility

Can't hear the diaglogue for the voice

No one is listening
Ears are ringing
Yet ears are ringing

In the morning I will see
What you were trying to say to me
As I respond into the sink

Need not again hear myself think

Ears are ringing
Wax within my ears has grown
Just like the snot inside my nose
My interpretation of distorted conversation
I will kill for isolation

To enjoy the breath of silence
Sacrifice the energy
When the blood comes naturally

I have chosen to plug my nose
Before the threshold of pain has grown
Mole out from society
Survive off my soliloquy

Bleeding from nose, throat & earsRemoved I can speak as he has