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As I pass these corners they watch me again
Useless, bored, they want me dead

But amazing, amusig
My muse has nothing new with no surprises

There's a thousand faces behind every door
And a million more in every corridor
How do I blend in, in all this mess?

And all of 'em that don't know me, they are out to get me
And all of 'em that don't know me, they are mt enemies

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