Tears in my eyes stuck to my lashes,
they stain the lenses of my black framed glasses.
Sat in a corner I softly weep,
people call me a loner freak.
Tears in my eyes stuck to my lashes,
they stain the lenses of my black framed glasses.
Sat in a corner I softly weep,
people call me a loner freak.
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