Isn't it weird?
Isn't it strange?
Even though we're just two strangers on this runaway train.
We're both trying to find a place in the sun.
We've lived in the shadows, but doesn't everyone.
Isn't it strange how we all feel a little it weird sometimes.
Isn't it hard standing in the rain.
You're on the verge of going crazy and your heart's in pain.
No one can hear
but you're screaming so loud.
You feel like you're all alone
in a faceless crowd.
Isn't is strange how we all get a little bit weird sometimes.
Sitting on a side waiting for a sign hoping that my luck will change.
Reaching for a hand that can understand, someone who feels the same.
When you live in a cookie cutter world being different is a sin.
So you don't stand out.
And you don't fit in. Weird.
Sitting on a side waiting for a sign hoping that my luck will change.
Reaching for a hand that will understand, someone who feels the same.
When you live in a cookie cutter world, if you're different you can't win.
So you don't stand out.
And you don't fit it.
Weird.
Isn't it stange how we all feel a little bit weird
Strange, how we all get a little bit
Strange, cos we're all just a little bit weird
sometimes.
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Weird- I/T/Z Hanson-
underneath penny and me weird
in the city
man from milwaukee
look at you stories
broken angel
a song to sing
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