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There is poison in my wine There is cold snow in my shoes There are footprints on my windowframe -The dog is loose I scream but I can't hear a word I cry- my eyes are filled my toes are fake my legs are thin I'll never win In vain I try to compose the greatest symphony The crowd who point their fingers The crowd who I hear laugh are making my knees shiver are making my hands weak There is one little star on the sky When I sleep I can hear somebody cry Alone I can do nothing, alone I stand alone In vain I try to compose the greatest symphony (x2) |