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Turning Into A Stranger - The Rare Occasions
Lyrics by：Jeremy Cohen/Brian McLaughlin/Luke Imbusch
Produced by：The Rare Occasions
Soft as the sound of rain on your windowsill
I was lost when you gathered me in
Home is the sort of place where the ground is still
And I am sewn right back into my skin
But that's me backed into a corner
With my crooked head and everything undone
Calm is the quiet face of a slow collapse
And I am drawn into desolation
Truth doesn't stretch as far as the tendril wraps
But it moves like a cancer within
That's me stopped under a streetlight
With the cadence of the blades across the glass
And that's me turning into a stranger
I've given up I'm giving in I'll throw it all away
Ooh ooh ooh
