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Somebody call my psychotherapist Somebody call my psychotherapist The sound of silence I can't handle it But I freak out, I get in my way Let it creep out, let it escape And it seeps out, it can't be caged And it aint me, but its wearing my skin And it hates me, shallow and thin Will the sane me ever win? But I freak out, I get in my way Let it creep out, let it escape And it seeps out, it can't be caged And it aint me, but its wearing my skin And it hates me, shallow and thin Will the sane me ever win? Somebody call my psychotherapist The sound of silence I can't handle it Somebody call my psychotherapist The sound of silence I can't handle it Somebody call my psychotherapist The sound of silence I can't handle it But I freak out, I get in my way Let it creep out, let it escape And it seeps out, it can't be caged And it aint me, but its wearing my skin And it hates me, shallow and thin Will the sane me ever win? Somebody call my psychotherapist The sound of silence I can't handle it
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