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Written by Brooks Robbins
Copyright 2017 Modern Mal and Mal Records

Lyrics

Good evening, and how did I end up here again
I wrote a song, you wrote a song, we all write songs
I don’t care about the stories of every person that I meet
With a face like mine it’s often times quite hard to be discreet
Lonely creatures are outside and they are calling me by name
They say you ain’t no human being
Tell me something I don’t know
Like where I am today, where I have to go tomorrow
Then I see it in the crowd the very reason why I’m here
Then it’s goodnight, and farewell to you all
I’m going back to my hole in the wall
Until next time