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People call me Gothic
because i wear black
they don't know how it feels to be left back
they stare at me like I'm some kind of freak
but I'm not a freak I wear what I want
I JUSST LOVE THE BLACK
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As you walk In the crowded empty spaces And you stare At the emptiness around you You wanna go To the city and the bright lights Get away From the sinners that surround you
[When it seems Like the world around you's breaking And it feels Like there's no one else around you And it's quiet There's a silence in the darkness And it sounds Like the carnival is over