Youre at a party..
Looking for somebody
To connect to
You see somebody
You greet somebody
You talk a bit
Before your body sleeps it off
The next morning
On the train back home
From seeing Somebody not at all the somebody from before
You look around and you wonder too..
Is anyone here looking for the love of their life too?
Why is this lady throwing me shade?
Or do you get those looks often enough to mess with your head?
You take some time..
To sleep it off..
You like somebody
Why is it so?
You wish you had a relationship but you hate writing about stuff you already wrote about before
And the shitty girls and the cliche boys..
They bore you so
Maybe youre one too
Youre at a party..
Looking for somebody
To connect to
You see somebody
You greet somebody
You talk a bit
Before your body sleeps it off
Its that dream again..
Shes got an attitude to beat
Two eyes to see
Who is she?
She cant be a somebody to greet or meet...
You sneak away
You take a train
And you say goodbye to somebody
After all..
