| A loser |
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Thru and |
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Thru |
| No other life I can |
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Imagine |
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Living |
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Out |
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| Lost the |
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Ability to |
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Relate |
| Locked into the |
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Isolation |
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Solitude |
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Withdrawal |
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| Been shot down too |
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Many |
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Times |
| Been burned so |
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Badly |
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Can't try |
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Again |
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| What point is there |
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In |
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Trying |
| When only |
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Failure |
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Disappointment |
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Result |
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| Had all I can |
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Take of |
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Love |
| So I just |
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Walk on by |
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Out to |
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Lunch |
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| Leave the games for |
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Others to |
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Play |
| Lock myself away |
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Hiding from life |
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Checked |
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Out |
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| Maybe not the |
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Way to |
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Go |
| But it's all I can |
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Handle |
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Being |
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One |
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| So I pass by never |
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Touching |
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Being touched |
| Waiting for my |
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Turn to |
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Take my |
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Leave |
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| Nothing I really |
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Care to |
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Do |
| Done so much |
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Been so many places |
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In the |
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Past |
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| Lived it all and |
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Now I'm |
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Done |
| Seen all I |
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Care |
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To |
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See |
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| So I drift on with
only |
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Myself for |
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Company |
| Closed off |
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Alone |
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Safe from the |
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Pain |
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| So much more |
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Safety in |
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One |
| No more risks |
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No more pain |
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Just me and the |
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Smoke |
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