Stranger Here

[ technical fingerstyle] [instrumental] [ technical fingerstyle] [instrumental] I walk the streets, I know them well, But every face feels like a shell. They talk in circles, smile and nod, Pretending everything’s alright. walk these streets I used to know, But every face feels like a ghost. And I try to scream, but no one hears, Drowned out by static, fed by fear. [PRE-CHORUS] They chase illusions, waste their breath, While shadows tighten up the net. [CHORUS] I’m just a tourist in my own town, Watching the world as it burns down. They chase the dream, they play along, But I won't dance to this old song. Empathy fades, I'm running dry, Can't feel their pain, no tears to cry. They beg for help, then curse my name, Wrapped in their comfort and safe in their chains. [PRE-CHORUS] I see the wires, I see the strings, I know exactly what this means. [CHORUS] I’m just a tourist in my own town, Watching the world as it burns down. They chase the dream, they play along, But I won't dance to this old song. [Bridge] Wake up! Can't you see? We're ruled by thieves, it's tyranny! A prophet falls, his warning fades, While the slaves go back to their charades. [break] [instrumental] [Outro] No, they’ll never wake, never rise, They’ll trade their chains for lullabies. And I’ll keep walking, head held high, A stranger here until I die. [end]