I'm too available.
So I'll party to pass the time.
Dance once I've had enough wine.
An exchange of words
In passing.
May I have your attention please!
Undevided.
You're sliced up
And diced.
First come, first served.
And the fans want an encore.
How could you say no?
Nor would you know that I've been waiting all night for the twenty minutes when everyone else ceases to exist.
Maybe tomorrow then.
Oct 24, 2014
Oct 24, 2014 at 11:29 AM UTC
I'm too available.
So I'll party to pass the time.
Dance once I've had enough wine.
An exchange of words
In passing.
May I have your attention please!
Undevided.
You're sliced up
And diced.
First come, first served.
And the fans want an encore.
How could you say no?
Nor would you know that I've been waiting all night for the twenty minutes when everyone else ceases to exist.
Maybe tomorrow then.
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