Lyrics Stranger Self - Novelists
I've
become
a
shadow
amongst
the
shadows
of
your
conscience
Another
fucking
blood
stain
on
these
walls
Oh
I've
been
lost
for
too
long
within
this
garden
of
concrete
Into
this
Hell
that
your
eyes
have
always
been
reflecting
You
stand
alone
amongst
the
statues
of
these
corridors
You're
dwelling
with
a
phantom
between
hell
and
home
Oh,
I'm
no
one
to
you
A
stranger
that
calls
for
the
rain
I
held
on
for
nothing
You
don't
seem
to
see
me
You
don't
even
speak
to
me
anymore
Still
thinking
about
just
leaving
and
Walking
straight
out
the
fucking
door
A
stranger,
figment
imaginated
Detail
in
haze,
a
ghost
without
the
face
and...
What,
you
ain't
got
no
time
for
me
now
to
be
around
Love
you
from
a
distance
the
second
I
left
You
see
me
now
Check,
is
that
it
Mad,
it's
aristocratic
Glass
inhabits
For
the
feeling
it
missed
I'm
shattered
Fuck
it
our
frequency
never
matched
I
never
felt
so
attached
In
a
black
dormant
heart
I
will
react
And
I
ain't
got
time
for
you
to
feel
Time
for
you
to
heal
Time
for
you
to
see
me
through
This
could
be
us
but
I
know
it's
just
you
This
could
be
us
but
I
know
it's
just
you
Now
you
would
trade
your
soul
For
a
fucking
day
out
of
your
skin
To
get
away
from
this
house
Where
you
have
to
face
what
you
look
like
You
hate
yourself
'Cause
you're
a
passerby
in
the
life
of
your
loved
ones
Aren't
you
sick
of
acting
like
you're
fine?
Oh
I'm
no
one
to
you
A
stranger
that
calls
for
the
rain
I
held
on
for
nothing
You
don't
seem
to
see
me
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