Come sit, share with me my access company. I'm warmer than that heater, and I can kiss you on your cheek.
Come stand, here with me. Watch the worn floor for splinters. We can dance in the lights that burned out last week.
Come, unplug things here, with me. I don't want to hear the fridge run, because it's steps are louder than yours.
Come, open the window for me. I don't want to look outside because everything looks so ****** after I've seen what's under the sheets.
Come stand, or sit, or dance, or lay.
I don't care what you do, just keep moving, just keep me awake.
May 20, 2014
May 20, 2014 at 8:47 PM UTC
Come sit, share with me my access company. I'm warmer than that heater, and I can kiss you on your cheek.
Come stand, here with me. Watch the worn floor for splinters. We can dance in the lights that burned out last week.
Come, unplug things here, with me. I don't want to hear the fridge run, because it's steps are louder than yours.
Come, open the window for me. I don't want to look outside because everything looks so ****** after I've seen what's under the sheets.
Come stand, or sit, or dance, or lay.
I don't care what you do, just keep moving, just keep me awake.
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