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I'm an ugly person.
Believe me, I'm not talking about beauty.

Gotta get a new place to live too.
Gotta find someone to rely my world on.
Gotta get out of here ASAP.
I dunno..I dunno. I feel strange. I feel like...
Ok, walk on, walk on...
Keep walking...
Gotta go, mustn't stop.
Life goes on, what are you gonna do?
Gotta be on a diet.
Gotta leave this world.