I think you're a lonely person.
I drive by this place a lot and I see you here.
I see a lot of people around you.
And I see all these phones and all this stuff on your desk.
It means nothing.
Then when I came inside and I met you, I saw in your eyes and I saw the way you carried yourself that you're not a happy person.
And I think you need something.
And if you want to call it a friend, you can call it a friend.
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