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Everything is Strange
Everything is strange. Not in frame. And nothing feels the same.
Got you on my mind. Waste of time. And now I’m far behind.
Every acre that I had that I was made to yield.
Oh I torched every blade of grass before I left the field.
I’m living on a garbage heap there’s nothing I won’t sell.
All the perfume in the world could never hide the smell.
Everything has changed. Out of range. And I can’t find my way.
Things that used to work, kissed the dirt. And now it’s all just her.
Fathers chase out dictators their sons will soon receive.
Oh and mothers mourn the ghosts their daughters can’t be made to grieve.
We can’t avoid the blow-by-blow it’s in our eyes and ears.
Suffocating everything inside that we hold dear.
Everything is strange.
I can’t taste a victory and I can’t smell defeat.
I’m sitting in the car with flames licking ‘round my feet.
There was a time I had the chance to become new for you.
Someone shoved it in a bag and off the bridge it flew.