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Loneliness finds her own way Cause her skin is so soft I'm cutting my teeth on her shoulders And cracking my knuckles while holding her hand Loneliness finds her own way When the bridges are out Under construction forever Changing her form she fits like my clothes And trying to kiss her I bloody my nose Loneliness finds her own way Through parking lot cities with a coal miner's sense And I know her love is not worth it As the thing to try to impress As the thing to try to undress Loneliness finds her own way For her I won't be afraid I'm holding on to her picture Cause her good looks have faded from all those parades Cause her good looks have faded from all those parades Good looks have faded from all those parades Good looks have faded Good looks have faded from all those parades From Letras Mania