Emo Nights
It’s an emo night, oh an emo night. Getting emo just before my flight. Letting out the feelings I tried to fight. And singing emo songs in dim moonlight.
Feel like breaking the silence in between. But I hold back, not knowing what to say. Maybe I just can’t find the heart’s courage, To bridge the gap before I go away.
Perhaps it’ll be better to let things remain warped. After all this time not a word was swapped. So I think it through, and the idea I drop. Just in case I try, and in the process I flop.
On with my emo songs, oh my emo night. Getting all emo before my night’s flight. Letting out these feelings I tried to fight. Singing emo songs alone in dim moonlight.
memoriessticklikeglue
Feel like breaking the silence in between. But I hold back, not knowing what to say. Maybe I just can’t find the heart’s courage, To bridge the gap before I go away.
Perhaps it’ll be better to let things remain warped. After all this time not a word was swapped. So I think it through, and the idea I drop. Just in case I try, and in the process I flop.
On with my emo songs, oh my emo night. Getting all emo before my night’s flight. Letting out these feelings I tried to fight. Singing emo songs alone in dim moonlight.
memoriessticklikeglue
resolute at 1:25 PM
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