Friday, 11 January 2013

Tribute to The Doors

People are strange when you're a stranger
Faces look ugly when you're alone 
Women seem wicked when you're unwanted 
Streets are uneven when you're down 
When you're strange 
Faces come out of the rain 
When you're strange 
No one remembers your name 
When you're strange 

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