Nobody comes in and sits down
Foot on the table, hand under chin
Nobody is hungry, my breakfast menu
Nobody always comes early
Nobody, I have presents for You
What would I have become if you didn't exist
My collected works, please,
Everything belongs only to you
No one, no one knows me like you do< br/>Absolutely, I admit everything
No disappointment, not once
But you don't care about anything anyway
Nobody, can you see? I'm not growing anymore
My hands are feet, nobody's watching
Soon I'll be nothing and what will remain then
Is yours
Nobody, what do you want?
You're always here
Nobody, what, what do you want
From me?

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