The War on Drugs
Strangest Thing
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Summer ride on a beach And howl at the day I've been hiding out so long I gotta find another way Late at night I wanna see you Well my eyes, they begin to fade Am I just living in the space between The beauty and the pain And the real thing Now the sky is painted In a wash of indigo I've been holding on too long In the howling of this cold Recognize every face But I ain't got everything I need If I'm just living in the space between The beauty and the pain It's the strangest thing Yeah, should-haves surrounding me Surrounded by the whole Surrounded by no other I wanna ride home Yeah, I can run slowly Don't run away again Yeah, I can run the stones Don't run away again I wanna run, I wanna run Yeah, I can run the stones Run the stones
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