As I walk through the streets Of my desolate neighborhood, I see the ...

As I walk through the streets

Of my desolate neighborhood,

I see the streets are bare

And the people are nowhere to be found.

A party that won't last,

The decorations made of past,

The world inside a broken heart,

A party that won't last,

Flamingo party.
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