Strangers in a Room
Dead Astronauts
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4 in the morning, and I can't sleep
Guilt like bodies made of blades, in my dreams they creep
Between-the-lies and-goodbyes, there lays a blackened heart
Despite disguise behind painted eyes, I still remember the part, you played
The part, the part you played
Now that guilts distorted, into something new
The misshapened bodies all have her face, and I blame you...
Glancе your silhouette, your-silhouettе-in-the-dark
Reminds me when we thought nothing could tear us apart
Glance your silhouette, your-silhouette-in-the-dark
Reminds me... nothing could tear us apart
We're strange
We're strangers, in a room
Never see never talk never feel for you
We're strange
We're strangers in a room
Like ghosts...
Were passing through
In hindsight I might, have done it differently
I wouldn't have said girl "come, girl come with me"
Between-the-lies and-goodbyes, our secrets buried deep
A-body-buried-in-a backyard-she doesn't, make a peep just thinks of me
We're strange
We're strangers, in a room
Never see never talk never feel for you
We're strange
We're strangers in a room
Like ghosts...
Were passing through
Guilt like bodies made of blades, in my dreams they creep
Between-the-lies and-goodbyes, there lays a blackened heart
Despite disguise behind painted eyes, I still remember the part, you played
The part, the part you played
Now that guilts distorted, into something new
The misshapened bodies all have her face, and I blame you...
Glancе your silhouette, your-silhouettе-in-the-dark
Reminds me when we thought nothing could tear us apart
Glance your silhouette, your-silhouette-in-the-dark
Reminds me... nothing could tear us apart
We're strange
We're strangers, in a room
Never see never talk never feel for you
We're strange
We're strangers in a room
Like ghosts...
Were passing through
In hindsight I might, have done it differently
I wouldn't have said girl "come, girl come with me"
Between-the-lies and-goodbyes, our secrets buried deep
A-body-buried-in-a backyard-she doesn't, make a peep just thinks of me
We're strange
We're strangers, in a room
Never see never talk never feel for you
We're strange
We're strangers in a room
Like ghosts...
Were passing through
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