You can talk to me, if you're lonely, you can talk to me
Big man, Walking in the park. Whigwam. Frightened of the dark. Some kind of solitude is measured out in you
You think you know me but you haven't got a clue
Big man, Walking in the park. Whigwam. Frightened of the dark. Some kind of solitude is measured out in you
You think you know me but you haven't got a clue
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