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View From My Window

Look into the street They're all to blame Another lonely face Haunted from pain Don't come around here We're awe struck with fear Will you want me in the end? Will you be here when it's near? Will there be an end to beginnings Or cease to exist at all Don't run into those walls It's a tumultuous end Perplexed by society Until the very end Fighting for your rights one day They came along and made you pay Bitter till you see the point That others thoughts may be your choice Will you want me in the end? Will you be here when it's near? Will there be an end to beginnings Or cease to exist at all