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lonely soul.

Walking in the cold,
Just keep on flying.
There'll be a searchlight,
On the mountain high,
God knows you're lonely souls,
God knows you're lonely souls,
I'm a lonely soul.

But I'm gonna die in a place that don't know my name.
And I'm gonna cry in a space that don't hold my fame.

something starting here now.

Turn that shit up
It has to start somewhere
It has to start sometime
What better place than here
What better time than now

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