My body's sendin' out some shit
And I cannot keep track of it
I remember feeling like aliens
We were cottonballs dipped in sand

Isn't it weird how we have grown so far apart
Now I don't know you at all you're just a name on my G-chat bar

Joejoe you were in my dream
Alive and facing away from me

I can't tell how I feel
Everybody's actin' weird

Actin' weird
Actin' weird
Actin' weird
Actin' weird

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Writer(s): Greta Kline