strange....strange place....
strange....strange place....
this is....this is....
where love is hard to find....
where good is hard to define....
and where your sanity is always on the line....
strange....strange place....
this is....this is....
where true love is laughed at....
as a joke....
where happiness is a puff of smoke....
where hatred is so thick we choke....
is there any need to try....
to live for love....
where love's a lie....
without real love....
many choose to die....
strange....strange place....
this is...this is....
this is....this is....
where love is hard to find....
where good is hard to define....
and where your sanity is always on the line....
strange....strange place....
this is....this is....
where true love is laughed at....
as a joke....
where happiness is a puff of smoke....
where hatred is so thick we choke....
is there any need to try....
to live for love....
where love's a lie....
without real love....
many choose to die....
strange....strange place....
this is...this is....
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