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Nothing New
Gob another dollar fifty another ride on the bus the seat left alone is still warm the person next to me talks to me as if he knows me I look out the window but thats ok, I dont mind while he talks on I do the usual in their own solitude some seem so plain try to figure out what these people do some seem so lonesome, lost, depressed, and true its all inside of you wandering and waiting all your life for something new to change you but it all seems to turn in circles nothing's new finding and learning nothing stimulates I try to figure out what these people do all you need is something to guide you in their own solitude no inspiration some seem so plain some seem so lonesome, lost, depressed, and true its all inside of you(x4) in their own solitude some seem so plain some seem so lonesome, lost, depressed, and true its all inside of you(x6 |
