I stare down these dark streets
How cold is gets sometimes
I feel like I am getting weak
I feel like I'd rather die
I'm alone
And there is no one here
I think I'll stand here til someone walks by
Cuz I need a friend
Someone to reply
When times get so rough
And it feels like you can't get by
When you can't make ends meet
This is where I feel defeat
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