‘Din’

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If that’s the sound of your day, it’s far too quiet.

Too reserved. So not you. Silence is in the way

The state you’re in, you need to make a din.

Proper.

If you can’t be any noisier, I refuse to hear your excuses.

Far from the sadly proud, you simply, dimply, need to get loud.

The state you’re in, you need to make a din.

Proper.

If you don’t stand for something, you’ll fall for anything. No one will hold your hand. They’ll hold you back. And you’re far too young to be wearing that. That jaunty haunted smile you lack. We’re here to claim it back.

If you whisper for too long, there’s only you that’s wrong.

No one dear will hold you near. They’ll simply miss you screaming, dreaming.

The state you’re in, you need to make a din.

Proper.

I share nothing if not myself. With you. With me. With however makes the most din.

Proper.

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