Lyrics by Alec Ounsworth

Ketamine and ecstasy 
Your words are hanging in the trees 
While the university just rises 
Your last pursuit now deaf and mute 
It seems that I will have to do 
Me trying to hold onto you and you trying not to put up a fight

Have I [bad word] a stranger to this country? 
Was there ever even any country at all? 
I want what you want of this you can be sure 
 [bad word] the rain again 
To wash away what we have learned

We’ll find each other substitutes 
And loose the dogs upon their shoes 
You say the car can steer itself tonight 
Morning arrives with the nightmare clouds 
Devouring the after-hour crowd 
Anyone can see we’re meant to be where we don’t really belong

Have I [bad word] a stranger to this country?