as i watch the clock turn later and later into the night, i force myself to do something that'll attract me.
i put my hair into a bun, and prepare for a show.
the captain of my soul tells me to hit it,
and i begin.

i instantly become an idiot, dancing like i've never had this freedom before.
i open my mouth, and my heart begins to pour out, revealing itself.

i've become so restless lately.