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So many voices in the city clutter up my mindWhere to be loud is to be prettyOh, please stop the time!Because my head's about to burstThis week has been a ticking clockFastened to a bombAnd here it comes, here it...At night the streets are full of demons - What's happening to meAt night the hummingbirds are screaming - I used to be carefreeBut my head's about to burstThis week has been a ticking clockFastened to a bombAnd here it comes, here it...There's just no place to play the shy card, drowning in the sound.I'm going to change, I'm going to try hard to push into the crowdBut my head's about to burstThis week has been a ticking clockFastened to a bombAnd here it comes, here it...Here it...Here it...Here it... From Letras Mania