Strangers
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Strangers
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The dark side of the city
Sirens are the stereo
The dark side of the city
How low can we go? How low can we go?
Don't let it get you down, no
We're getting more than we can handle
We live a dangerous scandal
No love, no, no love, no
Kids afraid of being shot up
Shooter drills are how they brought up
With E. Gonzalez we all stand up
We call B.S. though, no love, no
The left-wing and right-wing, the flex and the fight
Afraid to speak up when we know this ain't right
Thoughts and the prayers, they don't help if we got
Time to change it, yeah
We all living like strangers
We ain't living like neighbors no more
No love, only anger
How low can we go? How low can we go?
Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh-whoa
Low, oh-oh, oh-oh-whoa
Low, oh-oh, oh-oh-whoa
How low can we go? How low can we go?
The upside-down is now the future
Friends don't lie but damn they use ya
If social media don't choose ya
You just a shadow, so shallow
Money and greed don't get ya what you want
It's beating us down, we don't want it to stop
Out here just spilling our blood for the top
But we about to feel the drop
We all living like strangers
We ain't living like neighbors no more
No love, only anger
How low can we go? How low can we go?
Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh-whoa
Low, oh-oh, oh-oh-whoa
Low, oh-oh, oh-oh-whoa
How low can we go? How low can we go?
Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh-whoa
Low, oh-oh, oh-oh-whoa
Low, oh-oh, oh-oh-whoa
How low can we go? How low can we go?
Instead of tryna forgive, we all got something to prove
Instead of fighting to win, we out here choosing to lose
Instead of calling for peace, we out here yelling for war
Instead of setting hopes high, we got our face to the floor
Instead of speaking our minds, we got nothing to say
Instead of showing some love, we got a love full of hate
Instead of breaking from lies, we out here bending the truth
Instead of fists in the air, we got a Nazi salute
What more can I really do?
Just goes on, and on, and on
Wouldn't expect me to put up a fight
'Cause we just strangers after all, right?
We all living like strangers
We ain't living like neighbors no more
No love, only anger
How low can we go? How low can we go?
Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh-whoa
Low, oh-oh, oh-oh-whoa
Low, oh-oh, oh-oh-whoa
How low can we go? How low can we go?
Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh-whoa
Low, oh-oh, oh-oh-whoa
Low, oh-oh, oh-oh-whoa
How low can we go? How low can we go?
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Theory of a Deadman performs "Strangers", and this lyric page sits inside the Theory of a Deadman catalog on LyroVerse.
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