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About hiding from the pain of being alone,.. |
He comes to me when I’m alone He brings the pain and turns my heart to stone Showing me the past which hurts so badly I try to run away but he still finds me How do you hide from Mr. Lonely? I crank the music up so loudly Hide my head so that he can’t find me Only to peak from under my sheet Admitting to him my defeat How do you hide from Mr. Lonely? He stands at my bed glaring at me Slowly I beg him “will I ever be free”? Closer he creeps in, now leaning over thee You will never escape from Mr. Lonely. |