She drags down her demons.
With all but one sin.
The voices are all around her, she fears.
Drop by drop, here come the tears.
She's headed for a breakdown.
The voices become louder, all around.
She created this drama, now it must disappear.
Nobody is listening, nobody can hear.
It's all in her head,
Until a body shows up dead.
What's in the forecast?
Fallen heroes from her past.
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