| Cold, cold eyes on me they stare
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| People all around me and they’re all in fear
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| They don’t seem to want me but they won’t admit
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| Thinkin' black on black
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| Strange creature out here havin' fits
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| From my body house I’m afraid to come outside
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| Although I’m filled with love
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| I’m afraid they’ll hurt my pride
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| So I play the part I feel they want of me
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| And I’II pull the shades so I won’t see them seein' me
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| Havin' hard times in this crazy town
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| Havin' hard times, there’s no love to be found
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| Havin' hard times in this crazy town
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| Havin' hard times, there’s no love to be found
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| Hard times
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| From my body house I see like me another
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| Familiar face of creed and race, a brother
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| But to my surprise I found another man corrupt
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| Although he be my brother he wants to hold me up
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| Havin' hard times in this crazy town
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| Havin' hard times, there’s no love to be found
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| Havin' hard times in this crazy town
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| Havin' hard times, there’s no love to be found
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| Hard times
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| Hard times |