Stranger - Instrumental

Welcome to this utopia they say
Though it's a dystopia lately I say
I need new people
So contact through the Window creator says
Though it has a frightening image
As its scrimmages
Are never an act
It never attracts me
Long stares getting me nowhere
Haven't said a single word
Can't spare time for judgment
This window was never meant
For me to use
Too many sides to take
None are right, none are wrong
I'm not fit for these many voices in my head
I'm ready to play dead
A lot of ways they show me
A window with a music note shape
A window with light blue eyes
And two windows filled with
Fake people charged by malice
Get me away from them
It leeches in my brain
But when I try and reach for it
The doors close
And now I'm back to the real deal
Too many sides to take
None are right, none are wrong
I'm not fit for these many voices in my head
I'm ready to play dead
I should continue these blind dates
But can't I just close my eyes
Pretend they aren't there
Won't it all get better by next sunrise
No, I was wrong, it starts all over
No, I was wrong, it starts all over
Too many sides to take
None are right, none are wrong
I'm not fit for these many voices in my head
I'm ready to play dead
Too many sides to take
None are right, none are wrong
I'm not fit for these many voices in my head
I'm ready to play dead
I have to go back, I don't want to
But what am I supposed to do
Just leave me be with them and
I'll forever be a shy stranger