Prim and primed, Searching for fun
I turned that corner and there it was,
Or so I thought until I began to fade
I hit a wall in search of tonights prey
I 'm not feeling too polished
I've run out of gloss
I forced my way through the crowd
Making my way to that familiar sound
It beckoned me over
I know what awaits
I'm beginning to feel polished
It's taking me back to that special place
Slowly feeling the warmth of that gloss.....
Back in it again
I've found my old friend
It's
Time for my Cake Night Walk
Everything Feels Nice and Glossy
So
Speed up this motion blur once again
Riding this feeling that for now has no
End
