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Without A Name

In the center of the city lives a man without a name
Lying at his feet are the remnants of his dreams
Hears the rumble of the cars go by
Witnesses the commotion of each passerby
While he plops on the ground and waits to die

For he's the epitomy of them all
He's the one never called
He's a man without a name

Now everyday is just the same
I'm a walking mockery in this game
Point and blame with all your shame
I'll go down without a name

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