Lyrics

Running on like sentences That never added up 'Cause neither of us ever did like periods much Made a sorry scene that didn't nearly carascene But martydoms don't look good on any but me I gotta strange idea A strange idea I gotta strange idea That we're all strangers here Search ya like a sentence I was begging to desert 'Cause nothing turns you on like turning nothing into words Whispering through prison bars I don't know what I'm for 'Cause martydoms don't look good on nobody no more I gotta strange idea A strange idea I gotta strange idea That we're all strangers here Ooooooh... I gotta strange idea A strange idea I gotta strange idea What other kind is there? Oh I gotta strange idea A strange idea I gotta strange idea What other kind is there?
Writer(s): Timothy Booth, James Glennie, David Baynton Power, Mark Hunter, Saul Davies Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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