She just came home
got undressed and took a ride
strung out with a guitar
anytime now she's gone.
I swear I hate being a loner.
being a loner.
It streaks and disturbs when she spins with her thorns.
It's just her
being a loner
she just fakes it all
She stacks her things
and I'm trapped like ever
tediously clever,
a fevered saunterer
I swear I hate being a loner.
being a loner.
It streaks and disturbs when she spins with her thorns.
It's just her
being a loner
I swear I hate being a loner.
being a loner.
It streaks and disturbs when she spins with her thorns.
It's just her
being a loner

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