Estranged

I'll be fine when my feet turns into mush Oh, let me in, let me in, oh You're fine with me when I'm talking to much Oh, get me out, get me out, oh What's good buddy, are you really my friend? Oh, where you at, where you at, oh? I'm fine with the shit that you pulled at the end Oh, where you at, where you at? I’m feeling estranged I’m talking to my devil born I’m feeling hungry as a king on his death day I'm good looking good when I'm walking down the street Oh, let me in, let me in, oh You're fine fucking guys that won't give you a treat Oh, get me out, get me out, oh What's up with the fly going splat on my tongue Oh, where you at, where you at, oh? I'm trapped and the rat won't give me a refund Oh, where you at, where you at? I’m feeling estranged I’m struggling with my devil kind Oh, you’re so cruel to me baby, have a drink of my acid Do you feel estranged, lover? --- Estranged - Avenade