Dying Without A Sound Testo

Testo Dying Without A Sound

Looking at all of the people.
Look as they stop and they stare.
Trying to find a good reason.
Do I really care?
Do you really care?
If we really cared.

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Dying without a sound.
The silence was never so loud.
Crying without a sound.
The silence was never so loud

Everyone wants to be famous.
Everyone wants to “get free.”
This is here my resignation.
Where I want to be.
Where I want to be.
Where I gotta be.

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Silence,
Silence,
Silence.

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