It's not an unfamiliar territory
I've learned to tell such a story
Only now it's a reapet of history
Don't worry—hearing this ain't obligatory
I won't need you to give a hand or head
Though lending an ear could help
Just like a book that hasn't been read
Please take me off the shelf
It's not always that I get to do this
Don't have a bit of care to give a care
But then, what I always get to ask is
"Could someone be really out there?"
Questions have been raised, yet none's been answered
The going's been tough and I've wondered
I'm just as tough 'cause I'm always scundered
Life's indeed a thousand-times blunder
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