Walk through here When Ive been just by myself I start thinking too much Unhealthy things start to happen Like gastric disorders I just go out walking With my favourite piece of wood With a 4 inch nail driven through it When I am just by myself I think too much I start polishing my behaviour Without any mercy Somehow people Dont seem to like me, I dont know why, I really dont want to hurt them When Ive been just by myself I start thinking too much I know Im not talkative What! Ive become dry? An emotional biscuit Thats nonsense! Sir, this nail of yours is rusty Its evil I like them but when I hit them They scream and run away Even though I say Im sorry. I like meeting people.
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