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All these voices in my head
I'll never know just what I'll feel
Let alone what will be said
We all forget the things we say
But we never forget how we felt
When we let ourselves feel
One head, so many voices
Maybe I'll spend my whole life licking wounds
My tongue feels likes it's got two jobs
To twist, and say shit I don't need to
And to come between my stomach
And my head, separate
Which one of you do I listen to?
Parts of me miss pieces of you
Oh, all these voices in my head