Lonely Night Crawler

I find myself alone
In a peculiar disposition
A bio chemical accident 
Leaves me in this condition

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With a hat and dark glasses
Trench coat pulled up collar
To cover my misfortune
The lonely night crawler

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Foot print in the grass 
I walk without a shadow
In the descending dusk
Waiting for tomorrow

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The dawn onset of shouting
And someone starts to scream
The pitch fork and shotgun
Are entering my dream

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Hiding in the shadows
Making me seem smaller
They will come for me
The lonely night crawler

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