Outside Looking In - #chickasha @expat

(Verse 1)
Ran the fields under a sky too small,
Dirt on my hands, dreams in the fall.
They pressed my collar, starched me white,
But my restless feet never walked in line.

(Pre-Chorus)
Oh, I’ve been the stranger in every town,
The question mark when they wanted a noun.

(Chorus)
I was the other, the one misplaced,
A shadow stretching out of its frame.
Burned in the desert, welded steel,
Turned every heartbeat to something real.
She tasted like whiskey, I tasted pain,
Still I keep spinning like a hurricane.

(Verse 2)
Jungle vines wrote their stories on me,
Tollbooth nights, counting change endlessly.
She broke my spirit but not my name,
Still, I bled just the same.

(Pre-Chorus)
Oh, I’ve been the ghost in every room,
The silent hum of a distorted tune.

(Chorus)
I was the other, the one misplaced,
A shadow stretching out of its frame.
Burned in the desert, welded steel,
Turned every heartbeat to something real.
She tasted like whiskey, I tasted pain,
Still I keep spinning like a hurricane.

(Bridge)
Laid off like last year’s coat,
Learned to bend so I wouldn’t choke.
Now the airport is my only home,
No roots, just windblown bones.

(Outro)
I was the other, now I’m the storm,
No flag, no land, just the shape I’ve worn
.From the outside looking in...

ooooooooo, ooooooooooo

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