| I’m cold inside, the day just died
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| The night has just begun
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| I’m out having lonely fun
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| Waiting for the rising sun
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| I run with the lonely ones
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| I wish that they would turn and say
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| «Get out, you don’t belong, «But misery loves company
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| So I just tag along
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| Alone with the lonely ones
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| All they ever offer me
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| Are things they used to do
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| Every one has lost someone
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| The way that I lost you
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| Chained to the lonely ones
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| I’m sick and tired, uninspired
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| I’d rather be deaf and dumb
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| Than to be what I’ve become
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| One of the lonely ones |