by Eric Clapton I must be invisible; No one knows me. I have crawled down dead-end streets On my hands and knees. I was born with a ragin' thirst, A hunger to be free, But I've learned through the years. Don't encourage me. 'Cause I'm a lonely stranger here, Well beyond my day. And I don't know what's goin' on, So I'll be on my way. When I walk, stay behind; Don't get close to me, 'Cause it's sure to end in tears, So just let me be. Some will say that I'm no good; Maybe I agree. Take a look then walk away. That's all right with me.
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