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I was standing on the corner
Wondering what's become of me
I was standing on the corner
Wondering what's become of me
Now things don't seem to be
The way they used to seem to be
Well, I was on a mountain
I fling myself off into space
I wish I was on a mountain
I could fling myself off into space
I'm not doing it 'cause I'm desperate
I'm just trying to stay some place
Well, the things I used to know
I left them all behind
Well, the things I used to know
I left them all behind
And there's a lot of new things
That are running round my mind
If you ask me what my name is
I'll just stop and scratch my head
If you ask me what my name is
I'll just stop and scratch my head
I gave away my name
And I took a number instead
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