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This world that I live in is empty and cold the loneliness cuts me and tortures my soul
I'm no child of destiny and no fortune's son
I've just chased you so long now I'm too weak to run
A new day is here but nothing is new alone in my room I tremble for you
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I know I'll return to the backstreets again to find what I need to prove I'm a man
And there I'll treat shame like an old friend from home
That I can lean on till my mis'ry is gone
A new day is here and nothing is new I'm a picture of weakness as I tremble for you