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Dark Journey Inland

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RF048 | 2017-04-19  
No one really knows me, they only know my name.
Why does everything I touch always fade away?
I do this to myself, that's what the people say.
I try to make it on my own, but I just make mistakes.
Sick, crying, all alone.
No one calls on the telephone.
Feeling lost without a clue, don't know what to do.
Sick, crying, all alone.
No one calls on the telephone.
I wish you were me. I wish I were you.
I wish you were me. Sick, crying, all alone.

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