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My box is full
And my mouth is full
And my life is full
Until the memory's full
In how many ways, words
Can you say nothing
In millions of ways, words
To say nothing
In how many ways, words
Can you say nothing
In millions of ways, words
What'd I say? I'm empty.
I bought the thing
I taught the thing
And I fought the thing
They said it's normal
But they're keeping me dumb, hot
You're missing something
Keeping me dumb, hot
You must be missing something
Keeping me dumb, hot
You're missing something
Keeping me dumb, hot
What'd I say? I'm empty.
And I'm sending it back to you
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