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LEONA NAESS
He fills the room like champagne Into an empty glass As they slither to him like snakes Through the grass His stance is quiet with grace Before they throw him into the rat race And he turns to me to say I'm a lonely boy Even with the life, I asked for Chorus: Lonely boy, why don't you see You're exactly the same as me You could be the most beautiful thing That I ever did see With your head pointing down And your friends leaving town He sung like an angel that had stepped deep inside While I played my guitar and cried and cried And the nails that we jam into our hearts Are essential and needed for the part And he turns to me to say I'm a lot like you Does that mean, boy, I'll be lonely too Chorus Days are passing like November rain Constantly falling But nothing here remains And he turns to me to say, I'm a lot like you Does that mean, boy, I'll be lonely too You're home getting high everyday Don't you think it's strange? Chorus
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