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Here we gather
At a table lively and flush-faced
After a round of pitchers
And I feel some sort of gap, a brick wall
An inside joke I don't understand
A story—funny, you promise, I just had to be there
A whole history I never lived
What am I doing here
Don't feel like I belong
Caught in a crowded room
Singing my quiet song
Hovering above the scene, few feet from the ground
(Stranger in my body, stranger in my skin)
With an overcast demeanor, a heart long broken down
(Stranger in my body, stranger in my skin)
It's like I'm entering your sitcom in season three
Don't recognize the catchphrases
Don't get why they're laughing
No catching me up now, we don't have all year
Could piecemeal your lives together with runny glue
But I'm hardly in the conversation anyway
A limb loosed from a socket and left behind
Nursing a warm beer
What am I doing here
Don't feel like I belong
Caught in a crowded room
Singing my quiet song
Floating like a ghost as I smile, as I laugh
(Stranger in my body, stranger in my skin)
In the dimly lit background of whatever comes to pass
(Stranger in my body, stranger in my skin)