Existentialism On Prom Night
When the sun came up
We were sleeping in
Sunk inside our blankets
Sprawled across the bed
And we, were dreaming
There are moments when
When I know it and
The world revolves around us
And we're keeping it
Keeping it all going
This delicate balance
Vulnerable, all knowing
Sing like you think no one's listening
You would kill
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