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• Artiste: Geri X.
• Titre: Strangers
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You're a kid with a cane and old soul I see you sit by yourself as people come and go You are alone and there's a clerk at the cafe with mixed signs on his face He tries to be police but always argues with me, I give him a hard time I see the kid with the dreads 10 feet long outside smoking cloves He's a transparent casualty of society The boy's broken heart and battle scars Are on his sleeve They're in my life But they're strangers He never follows the sings he is given He never answers my questions alone He tells me how busy he is I'm too opinionated to care for He reads and writes like its oxygen He spends his days as an intellectual He ponders on the hillside with his dog I keep forgetting to tell him to leave He's in my life But he's a stranger You're in my life But you're a stranger We never made it together alive We hardly knew there was anything there We fought all day 'til the night fell on our hearts I always forgave and forgot the attacks I should have followed closely to his steps I stopped giving a shit yesterday I don't think I'm losing anything now He never got to know me anyway You're in my life But you're stranger You're in my life But you're a stranger Just as much as they are