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I don't need a drum, to make a song
When I want to speak, I open my mouth
If no one listens, I don't care
I still disturb the air when I want to
If I could say, don't need a thing
What do postcards say anyway
What do anyway
I still disturb the air when I want to
I don't need a drum, to make a song
When I want to speak, I open my mouth
If no one listens, I don't care
I still disturb the air when I want to
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