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I can hear them.

The voices, I hear them.

I rush straight,

Out of my mind to go near them.

Dizzy dips and clicks,

Rickety racket mixed in it.

Tickety ticks,

Playing tricks on my mind.

Playing with the hype inside.

Jumpin' around like,

It's a party rising.

The voices inside,

I can hear them.

Pushing me,

Out of my mind,

To write a rhyme.

Zippity doo da,

Skippity hoo ha.

Wasn't that fun?

That sucks; it’s all done.