Paroles de My Favourite Stranger

Some perfect stranger Sneaks on tip-toes Steals my shadow And goes where I go My favourite stranger Stands in my mirror Puts words in my mouth All broke and bitter Some perfect stranger My imitation Drops my name in My conversations Some perfect stranger Speaks when I speak Walks in my footsteps And talks in my sleep My favourite stranger Stands where I stand Leaves crime in my wake And blood on my hands