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Empty room, just another empty roomSound travels far beyond the wallsHoping to touch distant earsCrack my lips, sew my throat up nice and tightIf I could climb over these wallsI could find someone to hearSo I'll spread my arms into nailsTo break through this glassAnd see through the opaque panesFind the hope againSilly words screamed in futile poetryYet I raise my voice so loudReverberating in the airEmpty room, this is my ode to youReaching out for hands to hold meBut I'm cut up and cut offFor right now, there's the promiseAnd I can see the ceiling shakingFor right now, there's the visionMuscles writhing, giving up, flailing on the ground From Letras Mania