People are strange,
when you're a stranger Faces look ugly when you're alone
Women seem wicked, when you're unwanted
Streets are uneven,
when you're down When you're strange
faces come out of the rain (rain, rain)
When you're strange no one remembers your name
When you're strange, when you're strange, when you're strange
(by The doors)
1 comment:
Não conheço a musica, mas a mensagem conheço relativamente bem...
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