Listen to the crowd
Listen to this sound
There's a million voices talking to you
Just like one
If you can here it
Will you believe it?
Get out of this town
Run away from here
There's a million ashes fiying around
No one can breathe
If you can here it
Will you believe it?
There's no fun in your playground
No color in your garden
No laughter in your house
There's no light in your room
No action in your moves
No fiction in your mind
Listen to the crowd
Listen to this sound
There's a million ghosts looking at you
They're all around
If you can here it
Will you believe it?
Get out of this town
Run away from here
Everywhere it's dust bitterness
No one can breathe
If you can here it
Will you believe it now?
There's no fun in your playground
No color in your garden
No laughter in your house
There's no light in your room
No action in your moves
No fiction in your mind
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