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Always said I was a good kid
Always said I had a way with words
Never knew I could be speechless
Don't know how I'll ever break this curse
Now the world is only white noise
Frequencies that I can't understand
I can't be bothered with the teachers
Always trying to shape the way I act
Burn it down, burn it down, burn it down, burn it down
♫ Burn it Down — Daughter