Tòrres - Sprinter

Strange Hellos

Heather, I'm sorry that your mother
Diseased in the brain
Cannot recall your name
Heather, I dreamt that I forgave
But that only comes in waves
I hate you all the same

I was all for bein' real
But if I don't believe, then no one will
What's mine isn't really yours
But I hope you find what you're lookin' for

Beggar, blue in the face
For change you never take
Done with you, I deflate
I love you all the same
I love you all the same

I was all for bein' real
But if I don't believe, then no one will
What's mine isn't really yours
But I hope you find what you're lookin' for

Strange hellos are not my bag
Better never having had
Strange hellos are not my bag
Better never having had

I was all for bein' real
But if I don't believe, then no one will
What's mine isn't really yours
But I hope you find what you're lookin' for

I was all for bein' real
But if I don't believe, then no one will
What's mine isn't really yours
But I hope you find what you're lookin' for

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Writer(s): Mackenzie Ruth Scott
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