| Song | Becoming A Stranger |
| Artist | Converge |
| Album | Halo In A Haystack |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| So much for breathing, | |
| My cloud nine fell from grace. | |
| Loss of everything, | |
| Where is my identity? | |
| If I could only find what is left me, | |
| So much for letting go when you have nothing left to hold, | |
| The words that slid off your tongue, my everything. | |
| You're nothing, | |
| I know that I don't mean much to you, | |
| But you mean the world to me. | |
| Devotion, an undying dead, | |
| The harrowing, bleed you out of me, | |
| The "he said, she said" falsity, | |
| Leave it be, I just want to go home. | |
| So much for letting go, | |
| I won't be dying with me, | |
| No not this time, | |
| Becoming by undoing him. | |
| Sacrifice, the ultimate devotion, | |
| So much for saving yourself, | |
| It can never be love, | |
| I can never be sold like the blood they call love. | |
| I am a stranger, | |
| I will not, | |
| I have not, | |
| I can never be like him. |
| So much for breathing, | |
| My cloud nine fell from grace. | |
| Loss of everything, | |
| Where is my identity? | |
| If I could only find what is left me, | |
| So much for letting go when you have nothing left to hold, | |
| The words that slid off your tongue, my everything. | |
| You re nothing, | |
| I know that I don t mean much to you, | |
| But you mean the world to me. | |
| Devotion, an undying dead, | |
| The harrowing, bleed you out of me, | |
| The he said, she said falsity, | |
| Leave it be, I just want to go home. | |
| So much for letting go, | |
| I won t be dying with me, | |
| No not this time, | |
| Becoming by undoing him. | |
| Sacrifice, the ultimate devotion, | |
| So much for saving yourself, | |
| It can never be love, | |
| I can never be sold like the blood they call love. | |
| I am a stranger, | |
| I will not, | |
| I have not, | |
| I can never be like him. |
| So much for breathing, | |
| My cloud nine fell from grace. | |
| Loss of everything, | |
| Where is my identity? | |
| If I could only find what is left me, | |
| So much for letting go when you have nothing left to hold, | |
| The words that slid off your tongue, my everything. | |
| You re nothing, | |
| I know that I don t mean much to you, | |
| But you mean the world to me. | |
| Devotion, an undying dead, | |
| The harrowing, bleed you out of me, | |
| The he said, she said falsity, | |
| Leave it be, I just want to go home. | |
| So much for letting go, | |
| I won t be dying with me, | |
| No not this time, | |
| Becoming by undoing him. | |
| Sacrifice, the ultimate devotion, | |
| So much for saving yourself, | |
| It can never be love, | |
| I can never be sold like the blood they call love. | |
| I am a stranger, | |
| I will not, | |
| I have not, | |
| I can never be like him. |