| Isn’t it weird.
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| Isn’t it strange.
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| Even though we’re just two strangers on this runaway train
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| We’re both trying to find a place in the sun
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| We’ve lived in the shadows, but doesn’t everyone
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| Isn’t it strange how we all feel a little bit weird sometimes
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| Weird. |
| Oh ho.
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| Isn’t it hard.
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| Standing in the rain.
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| You’re on the verge of going crazy and your heart’s in pain
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| No one can hear but you’re screaming so loud
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| You feel like you’re all alone in a faceless crowd
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| Isn’t it strange how we all get a little bit weird sometimes.
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| Sitting on the side.
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| Waiting for a sign.
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| Hoping that my luck will change.
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| Reaching for a hand that can understand, someone who feels the same.
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| When you live in a cookie cutter world being different is a sin.
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| So you don’t stand out.
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| But you don’t fit in.
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| Weird.
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| Whoa oh.
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| Sitting on the side.
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| Waiting for a sign.
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| Hoping that my luck will change.
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| Oh ho.
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| Reaching for a hand that can understand, someone who feels the same.
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| When you live in a cookie cutter world if you’re different you can’t win.
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| So you don’t stand out and you don’t fit in.
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| Oh, isn’t it strange how we all feel a little bit weird
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| Strange, how we all get a little bit.
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| Strange, how we all feel a little bit weird sometimes.
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| Oh, just a little bit weird sometimes. |