Who gave you those creepy ideas?
Was the creepy child that lives across the street?
Who was?
Where are we now?
Just leave me alone. I will try something. I will just lie here on the street, for no reason at all, nothing to protest, not willing to die. I will just lie here. Please, leave me alone. This will be a boring and pathetic show.
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Or maybe we should just move on
Maybe this's gone on too long
Perhaps we should stop it here, after it's too late
And there are people who'll call me insane
And rocks who'll believe I've gone soft
But I know this is the wrong thing to do
For I know there's a purple kite in the sky
Call me when you have the time
Who's there?
Who came?
I will no longer belive.
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