Dig deep down into pockets The evening stretches long like chewing gum Sit in my lameness as taste is fading Why do I find this joy in waiting? Decide to search the mirror for stuff Careful to dodge eyes of the creep Grazing the edge of their good time Hanging in the reflection of my seat Cool looking people Dealing really well With certain fun types Of consuming social hell Do it for me, I’m rooting for you Go get ‘em team, I’m cheering silently for you
Quit Vision 