Yeah, walking around the Subway with my phone attached to my hand, texting furiously, is probably not the best way to get around, especially since it was the station I almost got mugged at (for real this dude tried to grab my purse in passing and I hit him). But I've been writing songs in my head all day, all week, all month, all the last 2-3 months and this is the first time it has been anything but utter garbage. So I've been texting it to myself for safe keeping, since nothing ever sticks otherwise.
You no longer are a melody
That in any way appeals to me
You are a place that I've always been
That I only visit when nostalgia hits
I'll sing this song until my lungs burst
Still every strain simply sounds rehearsed
Not much, but at least it's something. Hard to conquer the world with music if I'm not writing any, haha.
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Rep that shh, bbs.
