loneliness has got a hold on me
tired eyes are now all plain to see
in a hazy stupor
a raging thunder
that dares not look inside
loneliness has got a hold on me
waking up
never feels quite alive
silent days
night might as well just the time
and i'm feeding strays to stay on top
and i'm eating out alone a lot
loneliness has got a hold on me
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