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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Hands Like Houses
Hands Like Houses
Performer
Matt Cooper
Matt Cooper
Electric Guitar
Matt Parkitny
Matt Parkitny
Drums
Alex Pearson
Alex Pearson
Electric Guitar
Trenton Woodley
Trenton Woodley
Lead Vocals
Joel Tyrrell
Joel Tyrrell
Bass Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Colin Brittain
Colin Brittain
Songwriter
Matt Cooper
Matt Cooper
Songwriter
Matt Parkitny
Matt Parkitny
Songwriter
Alex Pearson
Alex Pearson
Songwriter
Trenton Woodley
Trenton Woodley
Songwriter
Joel Tyrrell
Joel Tyrrell
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Colin Brittain
Colin Brittain
Producer

Lyrics

Some days I walk down the streets And no one notices me They're all too focused on living life through a screen That's not who I want to be I can't erase my own mistakes So I replaced my whole landscape I must confess my dirty secret I fucking love it Feel like a stranger Here in my own town All my friends probably think that I'm dead 'Cause I'm a stranger, I'm a stranger I disappeared for a while And came back wearing a smile I'm glad you noticed I'm sick of feeding machines That's not who I wanna be I don't regret the time I've spent Pretend I don't know where it went I must confess my dirty secret I fucking love it Feel like a stranger Here in my own town All my friends probably think that I'm dead 'Cause I'm a stranger, I'm a stranger Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah I fucking love it Feel like a stranger Here in my own town All my friends probably think that I'm dead 'Cause I'm a stranger, I'm a stranger
Writer(s): Billy Joel Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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