Stranger in the city Falling on the race Begging you to come into your private place Breathing in the city Feeling always trapped Used to stuff my brain with some dust Burning all the hedges Feeling insecure Holding all your beauty in your stone, my stone When sensitivity turns into aggression I wish you'll be there When sensitivity turns into aggression I wish you'll be there Standing in the archway The traffic light burns Blending all your beauty in my private thoughts Breathing in the city Drink to be me I destroy myself in my free time And I was strange again And I was burned inside When sensitivity turns into aggression I wish you'll be there When sensitivity turns into aggression I wish you'll be there When sensitivity turns into aggression I wish you'll be there You'll be there You'll be there You'll be there Always there Always there