I'm walking down the road, the sun is shining, the breeze is blowing and I'm alone. I'm alone... it was a good day but I was alone, the more the word echos in the back of my mind the more sad my day gets. I'm walking down this same old road, on this sad excuse of a day, the sun is hot and there's no shade, the wind is blowing dirt in my eye and im alone. God why do I have to be alone. I just need a distraction. I'm walking down the road and I tripped on the sidewalk. This town cares none about their pedestrians. The sun is blinding and I'm sweating through my shirt. And the wind is fucking up my cigarette. And I'm alone. I am fucking alone. I'm tired of being alone.
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Thoughts Of Me, Sorry.
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