Untitled - Marc and the Mambas

Out on the street again playing with rain

And the friend is walking away

Life in a strange hotel

And an endless hell thinking of things

I wanted to say, we over played the game

And we’re playing with pain

And the blackness inside is turning white with the rain

And the smiles are down

And the feelings are fine

It’s hard to make the sun shine

It’s such a shame when I’m out in the rain

All the curtains are closed

It’s a sad scene I know

I try not to care that I’m going nowhere

See it slide down the drain

Washed away with rain

I’m walking in the night

And I feel like a tiger loose

In a room full of bulls

And it’s hurting inside

This feeling of pride

Looking for somewhere to run and hide

Life’s a merry-go-round

It’s the same old sad sound and it’s happening again

And it’s happened before

And the smiles are down

And the feelings are fine

It’s hard to make the sun shine

It’s such a shame when I’m out in the rain

All the curtains are closed

It’s a sad scene I know

I try not to care that I’m going nowhere

See it slide down the drain

Washed away with rain

It’s such a shame when I’m out in the rain

All the curtains are closed

It’s a sad scene I know

I try not to care that I’m going nowhere

See it slide down the drain

Washed away with rain

Only the lonely need to be lonely

Learn to be lonely try to be lonely

Somebody told me only the only

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