They say, they say they say
there's just no way.
They talk all the time
no reason and no rhyme
just noise, just sound,
hear it humming all around
all around me all the time.
I must become free.
Become me.
I gotta quarter of a dollar says I will.
I'm gonna try, I'm gonna try
Baby, I'm gonna try
Till I know
Till I know I'm finally home.
It's gettin' quiet...it's gettin' quiet,
I'm comin home.
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