When I got here I wanted to run
Old people are sad to see drunk
And the young people are all strangers
And there's not enough of them
.
We were wasted when you showed up
You worked hard to catch up
Now no one's strangers anymore
And we're on the hunt for fun
.
How did we get this close?
And why do I keep
Asking these questions?
I'm not sure who started it
Nor am I sure
Who ended it
.
There's a drumbeat in everyone
Pulling us in to connection
And it feels like our curtains are down,
We're innocent
.
But just omit, and get what you want
Pressed up against a round wall
It turns out that we were still strangers after all
.
How did we get this close?
And why do I keep
Asking these questions?
I'm not sure who started it
Nor am I sure
Who ended it
Who ended it
.
Answer me
Candidly
But don't tell me anything
Answer me
Candidly
But don't tell me anything
Answer me
Candidly
But don't tell, don't tell don't tell don't tell me
Answer me
Candidly
But don't tell me anything
.
How did we get this close?
And why do I keep
Asking these questions?
I'm not sure who started it
Nor am I sure
Who ended it
Who ended it?
About the Creator
Violet P. Davies
Words make me feel fulfilled occasionally.
Keep track of me on Insta @purpleproseandposies
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