Strangers by Ezekiel Rae

It's the same old pains again / Strangers who stay but don't pay rent / Leaving things in places they shouldn't be / None of them ever belong to me

There's a crowd out in the hall / People who don't know me at all / Their blank faces and stares all look the same / They don't care for me but will remain

They will remain

I've tried to get along / Making room for myself against the wall / This house is no home / It's alien to me like creatures from the deep / Oh I think it's time to leave / Don't know where to go but I believe / Someone's waiting out there for me

I guess it meant something once / Vacant shelves, packed house, hungry mouths / Don't you know I have nothing left to give / All you little monsters, let me live

Let me live

• Alternative
• atmospheric
• folk rock
• indie
• indie folk
• singer-songwriter
• Mc Allen