96 heartbeats.
I love how when I'm in one of my rare talkative moods, there's no one to talk to.
I swear, I've got to be running on a completely different track than the rest of the world. And it drives me crazy.
But how can I be so ridiculously content with the way things are? On the side, I feel like I'm waiting for something or someone to crash into me and change things up a bit.
Bleeh, I hate when I have so much to say that I can't say any of it at all. There's always some kind of link missing in my translations from thoughts to words.
I'm still happy though.
Tonight, Pretend you're an acrobat
And you're being thrown on top of the world
Do you still wish you were you beautiful?
Cause you will always be beautiful.
I swear, I've got to be running on a completely different track than the rest of the world. And it drives me crazy.
But how can I be so ridiculously content with the way things are? On the side, I feel like I'm waiting for something or someone to crash into me and change things up a bit.
Bleeh, I hate when I have so much to say that I can't say any of it at all. There's always some kind of link missing in my translations from thoughts to words.
I'm still happy though.
Tonight, Pretend you're an acrobat
And you're being thrown on top of the world
Do you still wish you were you beautiful?
Cause you will always be beautiful.