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Solo amongst billions.
Contributed by
JimKoz
on
Tuesday, 7th January 2014 @ 10:29:38 PM in AEST
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If anything,
I have grown ever more the cynic,
Convinced I'm alone in a world of petty stuff,
Now come on...
Oh, smile up a storm, oh come on in...
The world is seventeen, oh come on in...
I'll save you a good seat.
It's insane, yeah.
In this cruel world.
It's bitter, yeah.
In this cesspool.
It's insane, yeah.
In this cruel world.
It's bitter, yeah.
In this cesspool.
I've come in on a wake, and I'm leaving on the early train.
I've come in on a wake, and it's out with the cruel faces.
I've come in on a wake, and I'm leaving on the early train.
I've come in on a wake, and it's out with the cruel faces, out.
Out with the mourning faces, out.
Out with the moody faces, out.
Out with the lousy faces, out.
Oh, save me a good seat.
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JimKoz
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2014-01-07 22:29:38] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: Solo amongst billions.
(User Rating: 1 ) by softerware on
Wednesday, 8th January 2014 @ 01:04:52 AM AEST (User
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I think you've probably got front row seats Jim..
This rhythem runs like words to a song.. just needs a few notes to maike it wail. Yeah.
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