by crisis. » Sat Feb 23, 2013 10:33 am
It's kinda a weasel. xP
Not really finished either, i just wanted to post the thing.
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Find your way out 'Cause everyone here talks too loud Go, don't look where you're going Run through the puddles Run through the night Run like you're strapped with dynamite But I keep singing in the dark with my headphones on And every light is multiplied by each new song And the crowd looks at me like there is something wrong I just told them what I saw when I had my headphones on Tunnel vision is not that bad If you like what you see It's a cold steep walk Through the parking lot Of the memories and things that couldn't be Of the memories and things that couldn't be Of the memories and things that couldn't be Now we want to be But I keep singing in the dark with my headphones on And every light is multiplied by each new song And the crowd looks at me like there is something wrong I just told them what I saw when I had my headphones on I could say with each embrace And I would say, You But I keep singing in the dark with my headphones on And every light is multiplied by each new song And the crowd looks at me like there is something wrong I just told them what I saw when I had my headphones on.