2 august

i hear the call of the disco ball

and you got that magic touch

i wear hospital gown , make up of an clown

with my shaky hands and im make up mess

and my hair is a mess but im here

i wanted to stand up to see you but my legs are not my friends

didnt approve my decition and i saw nothing but the gig wore good

all i see was twerking bums in my face and a guy told a girl that wore dancing up my chair

get lost and i secretly loved it , yeah it wore perfect

even if i didnt saw you but it become a fun night , mental

when i felt like i was central

for once