She - Sundays



she's all weak & her heart beats so

she can't speak with the lights so low



just to be one of a crowd

feet scuttling across the floor

spinning lights round & round

it's adolescent war



she craves noise & the music blares

girl calls to a boy

he just stands & stares



just to be one of a crowd

feet scuttling across the floor

spinning lights round & round

& it's adolescent war

shoes grind kick like crazy & arms tangling up with hair

shaking them up & down again

hearts pounding everywhere



she slows down

has the music gone

or has she stayed too long



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