People are strange
When you're a stranger
Faces look ugly
When you're alone
Women seem twisted
When you're unwanted
The streets around you are whole when you're down
When you're strange
Faces come out of the rain
When you're strange
No one remembers you're name
When you're strange
When you're strange
When you're a stranger
Faces look ugly
When you're alone
Women seem twisted
When you're unwanted
The streets around you are whole when you're down
When you're strange
Faces come out of the rain
When you're strange
No one remembers you're name
When you're strange
When you're strange
I got sunshine in a bag
I'm useless, but not for long
My future is coming on
It's coming on
It's coming on
It's coming on
It's coming on
а я эту песню уже раз в двадцатый запустила в наушники.
неа, Белую Гвардию)