There are those who worship loneliness, I’m not one of them,
In this age of fiberglass I’m searching for a gem,
The crystal ball up on the wall hasn’t shown me nothing yet,
I’ve paid the price of solitude, but at last I’m out of debt....!
In this age of fiberglass I’m searching for a gem,
The crystal ball up on the wall hasn’t shown me nothing yet,
I’ve paid the price of solitude, but at last I’m out of debt....!
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