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Alone the feeling swept over him
Alone that feeling so grim
Alone alone
Waiting by the phone
For the call for him to go
And leave his happy home

Stoned he was to take the pain
Stranded in time and space again
Alone alone
Smoking shit getting stoned
No place to call his own
No happy home

Alone the feeling swept over him
Alone that feeling so grim
Alone alone
Waiting by the phone
For the call for him to go
And leave his happy home


They never saw how hard he fought.
They never cared about what he thought.
Alone alone
Smoking shit getting stoned
No place to call his own
No happy home

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from the hotelkeepers' friend, released February 28, 2008

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