9 :

evening
darkness and music girl
check my lips in the mirror
I want to look so good for you
music bar and lager
you look so good
and I hope you think the same of me too
its dark
I always look better in the dark
I’m not really an evenings person
time is a prison
then freedom. heaven.
I want this so much
my lip to yours
I can read your thoughts
they’re not like mine
I’m just a student
not an angel girl
you must remember I’m new to this love stuff
like a small bird
circling the coast
I’m unsure
do you know what I mean
your self self self. and nothing else
in blue Adidas and your hair
I’ve grown to like you
can I be yours girl?