Here we are
A floor and a ceiling
One two three four walls
And an empty feeling
Even when the bodies are everywhere
Even when the talk's so loud you have to shout
Loneliness is staring me in the face
Tryin' to get out of bein' in has left me inside out
(And if it weren't for you
I'm sure that I'd be
A pessimistic man
In search and lonely
Wondering what to do
And why to do it)
Lousy jokes
And out
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