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letra de stranger - whitney peyton

[hook]

you built me up to break me down
i’ve picked the pieces off the ground
you always say you’re gonna be there
but every time i need you
you never seem to be around

you’re a stranger (whoa ohh)
you’re a stranger (whoa ohh)
you’re a stranger
i don’t know you anymore
and you don’t even know yourself

[verse 1]

i’ve held it in so long, anger and impatience
i’m pacin’ in my bas-m-nt deciding how to say this
didn’t wanna break your heart so i broke my own instead
and now there’s nothin’ left, but frustration in it’s place
and you only care about yourself you’re too conceited
yet you would destroy your health just to get where you needed
i keep dreamin’ bout the ways that i could free the demons
they’ve planted seeds in way too deep for me to reach ’em
do you think you’re better than everyone? well, ya not
your friends, your family, you’re losing everything you got
you’ve discovered you’re a monster, it’s so upsettin’
home all alone acting like it copasetic
so pathetic, i’ve really grown to hate you
you’ve pushed me away, and everyone that you date too
maybe they should come and take you
to a looney bin, and check you in, and find someone you can relate to

[hook]

[verse 2]

you’ve done me wrong once, twice, a thousand times
you told me that you had my back, but ya mouth it lies
i’ve broken down to cry just hoping now that i
can figure out the reason you are such a coward. why?
look me in the eyes, tell me that you haven’t changed
you’ve been acting strange, shallow with a half a brain
you’re the one to blame for the hate that i can not contain
gotta shut you out so i can block the pain
why are you lookin’ blank? c’mon and say somethin’
i’m spillin’ all of this for you to sit and say nothin’?
all that’s doing is building knots up in my stomach
i feel the anger rising, i’m getting sick from it
i hear my friend coming, he doesn’t know you’re here
(whit, who you talkin’ to?… i’m gettin’ scared)
i’m talkin’ to that chick in front of me, that’s her there
(there’s no one there. you’re just yellin’ at a mirror)

[guitar break-down]

whoa oooh

[hook]

- whitney peyton

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