(e.buendia)
She parks her head upon her shoulder
He turns the key that locks the door
We're not much warmer not much colder
SHe talks to trees and I keep fading
I'm not used to--
Was she playing?
Can I use you--
What's she saying?
She keeps a fire inside her folder
She will no tolerate delay
We're not much wiser not muck bolder
She finds degrees and I keep fading
Fading
She knows me
She owns me
Live in the now
--EMCYnonymous--
She parks her head upon her shoulder
He turns the key that locks the door
We're not much warmer not much colder
SHe talks to trees and I keep fading
I'm not used to--
Was she playing?
Can I use you--
What's she saying?
She keeps a fire inside her folder
She will no tolerate delay
We're not much wiser not muck bolder
She finds degrees and I keep fading
Fading
She knows me
She owns me
Live in the now
--EMCYnonymous--