The room is dark.
The truth is hidden.
You still haven’t come.
And I’m not sure why
But my life just keeps on passing me by.
And you won’t come about
No matter how much I shout.
So I’ll just have to get up
And walk myself out.
The lights come on.
The room is bright.
The truth is seen.
Hey, I'm Lexie. Let's get married.
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Last Train Home (by moaan)
It would be better if she were rapping right now.
step in front of a runaway trainit’s so far
just to feel alive again
pushing forward through the night
aching chest and blurry sight
so far away
cold wind blows into the skin
can’t believe the state you’re in