Strangers Embrace - Omaha

Do you ever feel like you’re the only one stuck in the dark?

Stuck in your box of thoughts.

Screaming at the walls,

Oh, you’re calling out for help.

You need that medicine,

Keep telling that to yourself.

If we could live our lives, one more time.

All the things we hate, revolve around ourselves.

We gotta get up, get up, get up.

We’ve only got ourselves to blame.

It’s not about what you’ve got,

It’s not about what you’ve lost.

Or what you’ve done, what you’ve done.

And as your world crumbles, you watch it fall at your feet.

All of these faces, faces painted with deceit.

These ghosts of your mind, they have you trapped.

In what seems lifelessness.

And they take the pain away,

Just to salvage a line.

You’re feeding the habit,

Was there method in this, madness?

(Method in this madness.)

I bet you’re glad you had it,

Now you’re floating away, right where you lay.

All the things we hate, revolve around ourselves.

We gotta get up, get up, get up.

We’ve only got ourselves to blame.

It’s not about what you’ve got,

It’s not about what you’ve lost.

Or what you’ve done, what you’ve done.

Do you ever feel like, you’re the only one stuck at the start?

Bearing this dying heart.

All you need, is one more to clear your mind of all of this.

If we could live our lives, one more time.

I bet you never felt so alone, searching for the stranger’s embrace.

All the things we hate, revolve around ourselves.

We gotta get up, get up, get up.

We’ve only got ourselves to blame.

It’s not about what you’ve got,

It’s not about what you’ve lost.

Or what you’ve done, what you’ve done.