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I'm not a solitary, I don't want to start,

They look at me and they love and try,

They would not keep you coming by the border,

Should I, for certain, think I'm lame,

I'm behind the bars,

And it's clear that it's in the streets of town,

The silence nowhere to hide,

The sad city is the street.

I have a *****

I stand on the axis of truth, what have I done? I can do tonight

In this dark and filthy world, they call us blasphemers

And let the viciousness be cured, but I'll be tomorrow's finest final form

That's the first time I've failed, I learned the door

And the second time home, the third time before

I learned the pain of life, I'll be back, I'll be back, I'll be back