07 27 07
6:55 a
Night by night
I try to make things happen
Whenever I'm alone
I go to places
Where just like me
Are filled with lonely
The smiles are filled
But the hearts are empty
Oh, just like me
Only the lonely
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Memoirs of Czen
Panic on the streets of London. Panic on the streets of Birmingham. I wonder to myself.
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