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There's a little red light in the back of my head
And it screams all the words that i wish i had said
And the light sits and waits it's got nothing but time
As i hold back the anger and just say "I'm fine"
An when the day finally comes and I'm dead as I get
Wept over by people I barely know yet
They'll bust my head open and finally hear
The words that were born of my hate and my fear yeah...

Because there's a little red light in the back of my head
And it'll keep getting brighter 'till i'm finally dead
It's fueled by the words i never said
Just this little red liiiiiight...
in the back of my HEAD

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