Life's a mess. Mind's in disarray. So are my clothes. As I undress. And pick and outfit for this sunny day. 'Cause it's okay. I attempt. Not to let my optimism slip away.
Her state of mind is constantly changing. To hell and back. She drives, switching lanes. Not knowing what she has till she knows where she's going. If she can just get passed this traffic.
Won't you shadow dance for me. Play it off and tell me how it feels. Won't you shadow dance for me. Play it off and tell me how it feels. . Related. .