dreams of sixteen
city lights blurred out of the limo windows
driving around town
music up as high as it would go
"bus drivers" and water in champagne glasses
the longest laughs
the strangest surprises
pull an all nighter for the rest of my days
staying up and falling asleep with my friends close by
all that i need for forever is you by my side
waste another night pretending this is how it'll be for the rest of our days
kings and queens in our own respects
we own this city. we owe this city.
the video game of my life
pretending the night away
stay close and strong
"no entry" to the darkest recesses of my soul
just keep on believing the lies, believing that i'll be okay, that we'll always be together.
always (not so) fashionably late.
just a little behind the curve
dying to catch up
"i came last in the human race" never described me better than it does right now
i wish i didn't have this question mark for a heart.
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