I came here all alone,
My back stabbed with a knife,
Nobody in joy or when I mourn,
And I am all alone in life.
My back stabbed with a knife,
Nobody in joy or when I mourn,
And I am all alone in life.
Kith and kin,
Them and my strife,
So woe has gotten under my skin,
Because I am all alone in life.
In nobody can I confide,
I have not a girlfriend or my wife.
So beneath my aloofness do I hide,
And I am all alone in life.
Peace do I heed,
Desolation is in rife,
And so can't I succeed,
Because I am all alone in life.
We are all born in solitude,
Some find mates in life,
But cannot I aloneness elude,
And I am all alone in life.
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