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Whisper by Imaad Wasif

Take, take what you think you need,

Bury the clashing breed

Over the rainbow.

Strike, strike them where they stand,

Don't let them drag you in to the river.

You're so mixed up in it

And you just can't find the nerve.

Better force it down and bend my will,

Gonna get what I deserve.

The whisper of demons

Comes from the other room

With the orchestra in bloom.

Will I orchestrate my own doom?

So mixed up in it

And the lines begin to blur.

It's a funny feeling

But what is happening to me is worse.

Everybody's saying

That I will fall to pieces.

Talk, talk to yourself

If only to be adored and adored…

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