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Where's your will to be weird?

I see myself as an intelligent, sensitive human, with the soul of a clown which forces me to blow it at the most important moments

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

People fear death even more than pain
It's strange that they fear death.
Life hurts a lot more than death
At the point of death, the pain is over
Yeah, I guess it is a friend

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Publicerad 2010-07-30 12:50

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