people they get lonley climb in to a shell
face the day alone in there living hell
hide themself away from the human race
living in the gloom of there lonely place
such a shame to see people in this way
there are such a lot do this everyday
just a life of lonlieness is all they ever see
locked up in there cell that dosent have a key
Sep 5, 2016
Sep 5, 2016 at 10:24 AM UTC
people they get lonley climb in to a shell
face the day alone in there living hell
hide themself away from the human race
living in the gloom of there lonely place
such a shame to see people in this way
there are such a lot do this everyday
just a life of lonlieness is all they ever see
locked up in there cell that dosent have a key
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