Well it's 3- or 4: 30, and I'm drinking coffee
Cause the night is where I'm at home
And I nest in my closet and I get a little feral
When the room starts to spin and to glow
And I'm alone, I'm alone
I'm alone, I'm alone
I'm alone, I'm alone,
I'm alone
And I hate that I always want to lose weight
That I always have to be great at every thing that I try
When the day starts to stop I am sneaking off the clock
And I revel as the rebelry flies
And I'm alone, I'm alone
I'm alone, I'm alone
I'm alone, I'm alone,
I'm alone
Man is by nature a social animal

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