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This night, there is a man sitting in the corner, looking out the window He plays the guitar with two hands, and a broken skin on his feet This night, there is a man in the corner, looking out the window He plays the guitar with two hands, and a broken skin on his feet He is singing, but why hasn't he hung up yet? Why does he have to be covered by the wind in the dark space? When can he get rid of the loneliness? When can he leave his parents and grow up in the open? This night, there is a man sitting in the corner, looking out the window He plays the guitar with two hands, and a broken skin on his feet He is singing, but why hasn't he hung up yet? Why does he have to be covered by the wind in the dark space? Why does he have to be covered by the wind in the dark space? Why does he have to be covered by the wind in the dark space? When can he leave his parents and grow up in the open? When can he leave his parents and grow up in the open? This night, there is a man sitting in the corner, looking out the window He is singing, but why hasn't he hung up yet? When can he leave his parents and grow up in the open? He is singing, but why hasn't he hung up yet? Why does he have to be covered by the wind in the dark space? Why does he have to be covered by the wind in the dark space? Why does he have to be covered by the wind in the dark space?
