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Lyrics:
I spend too much time on the phone
I spend too much time on the internet talking to people that I don’t really know, huh
Say I love my own company
But I don’t really spend enough time on my own
Never alone but I’m always lonely
Never at home cos it ain’t really homely
Trying to keep it real but I feel like a phoney
Say I love my Ma but I don’t call her
Say I work hard, I could work harder
Say I’m always tired but I stay up late
Don’t even drive and I want a range
Isn’t that strange?
I don’t like you but care what you say
Got ten tattoos and I hate the pain
Never loved that man but I still stayed
Isn’t that strange?
That I can recognise this in myself
So isn’t it strange
That I don’t feel to ever do better?

Tonight I’m in this party
And everybody’s drinking liquor
Thinking I know that this bill isn’t on me Yeah they know, they know
That I would never let them pay
No matter what my bank account says I don’t wanna feel no way about it
I don’t wanna give complaints about it, about it Cos truth is
I would never come to a place like this There’s a lot of other things that I miss Yeah, I miss, I miss
Going for a late night dance
In a little unknown bar
Somewhere I don’t need my cards with me Somewhere I could have my Ma with me

Say I love my Ma but I don’t call her (yeah) Say I work hard, I could work harder (yeah) Say I’m always tired but I stay up late Don’t even drive and I want a range
Isn’t that strange?
I don’t like you but care what you say Got ten tattoos and I hate the pain
Never loved that man but I still stayed Isn’t that strange?

That I can recognise this in myself
So isn’t it strange
That I don’t feel to ever do better?
Yeah isn’t it strange, isn’t it strange

Bank account low, I just bought a Bottega I don’t like hate so fuck a hater
Tell em I’m fine, I don’t feel great
Say I’m on time, then I show up late Isn’t that strange?
I don’t like you but care what you say Need someone new but I hate change I love my city but I ran away
Isn’t that strange?

Isn’t it?
Isn’t it strange, strange, strange? Isn’t it?
Isn’t it strange, strange?


Created by YOUSEF

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