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*sukk*

People are strange when you’re a stranger
Faces look ugly when you’re alone
Women seem wicked when you’re unwanted
Streets are uneven when you’re down

When you’re strange
Faces com out of the rain
When you’re strange
No one remembers your name
When you’re strange
When you’re strange
When you’re strange

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