I’m walking down the street all day long,
Fucking idle, finding nothing to do,
Playing with pebbles, kissing the chilly wind,
Without you, this world is no more than a zoo.
No one is here to talk to, except my tears,
The day you left my love, Losing of anything doesn’t make me fear,
I am tired of being myself,
Come and make love my dear.
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