Lately it's the crowds that have a loud cloud around you
and adorn your every step with thin air; you know i could swear
Their empty words seem to surround you like a fog
I'd rather lose myself than lose you, but they bore me
after all you might be oblivious
but I doubt you find it obvious
the world revolves around you
but I ellipse.
Oct 28, 2012
Oct 28, 2012 at 3:36 PM UTC
Lately it's the crowds that have a loud cloud around you
and adorn your every step with thin air; you know i could swear
Their empty words seem to surround you like a fog
I'd rather lose myself than lose you, but they bore me
after all you might be oblivious
but I doubt you find it obvious
the world revolves around you
but I ellipse.
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