Some days I walk down the streets
And no one notices me
They're all too focused on living life through a screen
That's not who I want to be
I can't erase my own mistakes
So I replaced my whole landscape
I must confess my dirty secret
I fucking love it
I feel like a stranger, here in my own town
All my friends probably think that I'm dead
'Cause I'm a stranger, I'm a stranger
I disappeared for a while
And came back wearing a smile
I'm glad you noticed
I'm sick of feeding machines
That's not who I wanna be
I don't regret the time I've spent
Or pretend I don't know where it went
I must confess my dirty secret
I fucking love it
I feel like a stranger, here in my own town
All my friends probably think that I'm dead
'Cause I'm a stranger, I'm a stranger
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I fucking love it
I feel like a stranger, here in my own town
All my friends probably think that I'm dead
'Cause I'm a stranger, I'm a stranger
compositores: Alex Pearson,Trenton Woodley,Colin Brittain,Matt Cooper,Matt Parkitny,Joel Tyrell
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