Always the odd one out 

Talk to ghosts that's me 

Synchronised numbers i see 

11.11....1...2...3..

Or all the fives 

444 

22.22 ...2020 and more 

White feathers float to me 

The Angel's they guide me 

Ancestors walk with me ...besides me 

I can see them ..hear them feel them

If you can't.. it mustn't be real then 

I look distant to you ..in a daze me 

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Help me

My foot is now nothing but a cast

Walking the part, talking the talk

2 seconds in the dirt, I have to ask

Help me

To be a Stranger is to be estranged 

I'm hurt, somebody should know my name

I can stretch my hand, I can dance again

So go ahead and ask

I won't be a stranger again

Cause I'm scared of the other, not the new but the other

The darkness ...

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