| Why cant I be on my own
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| Just me and the world alone
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| Oh why cant I be on my own
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| Just me and the world alone
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| Oh why is the world filled with people
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| It makes for a painful life
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| Youll disappoint me if you dont disappoint me Come and dance with the tip of my knife
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| Why is the night filled with laughter
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| At expense of the sickest of jokes
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| While the world is a blot and its cisterns fill up On the dross and the shit we call folks
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| Why cant I be on my own
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| Just me and the world alone
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| Why cant I be on my own
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| Just me and the world alone
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| Oh why is the world filled with the people
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| They snear and they snide and they moan
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| And the way I am now it seems I am one of them
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| Having grudges of my own
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| And why is this street a-crawling with cockroaches
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| Insects with two arms, two legs
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| Leaving their stink and their filth and their debris
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| Ill break all their faces like eggs
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| Why cant I be on my own
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| Just me and the world alone
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| Why cant I be on my own
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| Just me and the world alone
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| Why cant I be on my own
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| Just me and the world alone
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| Why cant I be on my own
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| Just me and the world alone
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| Oh why is the world filled with people
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| A-choking the air with their breath
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| Grunting like hogs in the sludge and the sewerage
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| Cringing from wonderful death
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| Oh why do my ears have to ring with their bantering
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| Bitching and ignorant words
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| Giving me aches with pathetic opinion
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| People, its fact, are insufferable turds
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| Why cant I be on my own
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| Just me and the world alone
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| Why cant I be on my own
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| Just me and the world alone
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| Oh why cant I be on my own
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| Just me and the world alone
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| Oh why cant I be on my own
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| Just me and the world alone
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| And I cant bear the little creeps
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| That tell me they hate my hair
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| Theyre always incredibly ugly
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| If they dropped dead tomorrow I wouldnt care
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| They feel that they have to comment
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| Have to put up with their penneth-worth
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| Theyre sick, hypocritical, mincing, unwitty
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| Not worth a spit in the dirt
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| Theyre not worth a spit in the dirt
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| Theyre not worth a spit in the dirt
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| Oh why cant I be on my own
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| Just me and the world alone
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| Oh why cant I be on my own
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| Just me and the world alone |