Saturday, June 27, 2009

folded, edges in.

could scream it at you, not sure if you heard me the first time
its like all i wanted is folded, edges in, and done up with a bow
its like all i wanted is folded.

inside of sweaty bars and in the back seats of cars i was finding myself
sitting alone with other people, meaningless communication
just to be close to someone.

its like all i wanted is folded.

just to be close to anyone. just give me a smile darling
just buy me a drink, that's what i would think.
sitting alone next to someone who wasn't you.

and i could scream it at you, it grows bigger
and bigger, a ball in my throat
a light exploding inside of my chest
but for now we will stick to meaningless communication
i think i would like to stick around with you
for a little while at least

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