the crowds
I feel like everyone is hiding from me in the crowd The big crowd Typically, I let it slide, but they usually see me They don't see me It's the crowd They walk away without a single look or a piece of their eyes Grey Blue Brown Green It's the vivid crowd I can't see Everything is blurred and foggy I blame the crowd Everyone tries to fit into this crowd Even if it means ignoring something that happened just the night before The crowd It's a dangerous place I stay away from it The crowd.
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