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Solitude is Bliss
Get up, get up
Time to live, you little pup
Meet me at the small cafe
So we can drink and talk all day
Then later, together we shall wander
Sit on the grass and begin to yonder
Look and watch time fly by
No time to be sad, no time to cry
Things could always be worse
You could be in the back of a hearse
They say we aren't normal
But judge us when we try to be formal
Close your eyes and take my hand
Take a deep breath and let your thoughts expand
Jump in with me
Somewhere where we can be free
A deep dark abyss
Where our solitude will be bliss
Time to live, you little pup
Meet me at the small cafe
So we can drink and talk all day
Then later, together we shall wander
Sit on the grass and begin to yonder
Look and watch time fly by
No time to be sad, no time to cry
Things could always be worse
You could be in the back of a hearse
They say we aren't normal
But judge us when we try to be formal
Close your eyes and take my hand
Take a deep breath and let your thoughts expand
Jump in with me
Somewhere where we can be free
A deep dark abyss
Where our solitude will be bliss
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