terça-feira, 31 de março de 2026

Host me upstairs then

 Host me upstairs
I'm coming to town
A thousand arms I'm grabby

walk and see
Just for me
the street is full
it's dead empty

I feel the breeze
Thoughts and feelings
tingling

Who are you
Who is me

Host me upstairs 
I'm coming to town
a thousand charms

oversweetening the room
Resist me with your words
Don't let me in

I feel the breeze
as you kick me out
Onto the street

The hush is fictional observers
Holding back a thousand giggles
it's dead empty

Who are you
Why invite then expel?
what do you want from me?



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