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Stranger

 

Stranger


I can get real fucked up
By myself in my own hell
Watch as I chuck and chug
Impurities, insecurities

I wake up in a room filled with smoke
Smells like you
Yeah, you took my storybooks
In your stride

It wasn't always this plain
To see my baggage
Your love was savage
So I open a new way
Into his bedroom
I guess he's not you

I wake up in a room
With someone I don't love
Morning burns
In the light of day
Truth can hide

Stranger, take me home
It's strange being on my own
Oh no
Strange, hold me close
Stranger, I feel so alone

Called you up yesterday
Intoxicated, old memories fading
Oh, you're in Hawaii
I was supposed to be there with you

I wake up in a state
You're not in
What the fuck?
I'll call him
While my lonely heart
Can not cry no, no

Stranger, take me home
It's strange being on my own, own
Stranger, hold me close
Stranger, I feel so alone, oh

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