Some perfect stranger sneaks on tip-toes
Steals my shadow and goes where I go
My favorite 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 favorite stranger stands where I stand
Leaves crime in my wake
And blood on my hands
Writer(s): Martin Lee Gore, Richard Butler
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