Stranger

We were so proud for using such big words
 We were born in the right half of the earth
 And as it circles, like the vultures in the sky
 I grow my cover, 'cause I've got something to hide
 Sometimes I find it strange that I'm alive
 And even stranger, stranger that I'll die
 Sometimes we go to bed without any food
 We always sleep without a hint of the truth
 And I will scream until I hitch on notes of praise
 Keep on crawling 'til I finally escape
 Sometimes I find it strange that I'm alive
 And even stranger, stranger that I'll die
 Sometimes I whisper, just to make you feel alone
 Sometimes I run away for the rush of coming home
 Sometimes they ask me why I let you slip away
 When they can't think of nothing, nothing else to say
 Sometimes I find it strange that I'm alive
 And even stranger, stranger that I'll die