Dying Alone
I worry about dying alone
On the other side of conversation,
On the phone
With a telemarketer
Who can't wait to get home
I worry about losing my mind
Talking to myself
Asking for time
With a blank agenda
And no one to lend a hand
But I know I've got people to love me
And will go whenever time wants me
I consider myself to be pretty lucky
Don't you?
But I know I've got people to love me
And I will go to whatever town calls me
Just help me get this paranoia out of my head
On the other side of conversation,
On the phone
With a telemarketer
Who can't wait to get home
I worry about losing my mind
Talking to myself
Asking for time
With a blank agenda
And no one to lend a hand
But I know I've got people to love me
And will go whenever time wants me
I consider myself to be pretty lucky
Don't you?
But I know I've got people to love me
And I will go to whatever town calls me
Just help me get this paranoia out of my head
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Writer(s): Laura Sauvage
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