Letras Stranger Self - Novelists FR

Stranger Self

I’ve become a shadow amongst the shadows of your conscience\nAnother fucking blood stain on these walls\nOh I’ve been lost for too long within this garden of concrete\nInto this hell that your eyes have always been reflecting\nYou stand alone amongst the statues of these corridors\nYou’re dwelling with a phantom between hell and home\nOh I’m no one to you\nA stranger that calls for the rain\nI held on for nothing\nYou don’t seem to see me\nYou don’t even speak to me anymore\nStill thinking about just leaving and walking straight out the fucking door\nA stranger, figment imaginated\nDetail in haze, a ghost without the face and\nWhat, you ain’t got no time for me now to be around\nLove you from a distance the second I left\nYou see me now\nCheck, is that it\nMad, it’s aristocratic\nGlass inhabits\nFor the feeling it missed I’m shattered\nFuck it our frequency never matched\nI never felt so attached\nIn a black dormant heart I will react\nAnd I ain’t got no time for you to feel\nTime for you to heal\nTime for you to see me through\nThis could be us but I know it’s just you\nThis could be us but I know it’s just you\nNow you would trade your soul\nFor a fucking day out of your skin\nTo get away from this house\nWhere you ahve to face what you look like\nYou hate yourself\n'Cause you’re a passerby in the life of your loved ones\nAren’t you sick of acting like you’re fine?\nOh I’m no one to you\nA stranger that calls for the rain\nI held on for nothing\nYou don’t seem to see me