Odd

I don't get lonesome
When I'm on my ownsome
Sometimes

Inside of their tiny little comfort zones
They try but their lives become so crisis-prone
Once they wept for joy, now they're belligerent
I'd like to think we're different

Don't you wanna come to grips with our case?
(Don't you wanna? Don't, don't you wanna, wanna?)
Don't you feel the urge to move to another phase?
(Don't you feel? Don't, don't you feel the urge?)

We consider odd demeanor to be so sublime
We strive to survive the test of time
Kinda like the days that we share here together
Yet I don't get lonesome when I'm on my ownsome

Don't you wanna come to grips with our case?
(Don't you wanna? Don't, don't you wanna, wanna?)
Don't you feel the urge to move to another phase?
(Don't you feel? Don't, don't you feel the urge?)

Don't you wanna come to grips with our case?
(Don't you wanna? Don't, don't you wanna, wanna?)
Don't you feel the urge to move to another phase?
(Don't you feel? Don't, don't you feel the urge?)



Credits
Writer(s): Vladimir Zemanek
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