This was suppose to just be an instrumental. but then the plans changed...
First progressive song I've done.
Verse 1:
You came up to me,
out of nowhere.
Said you'd like to talk,
but not right here.
I followed you,
to leave the crowd.
Then we shared some laughs...
over better times.
**Musical interlude**
Verse 2:
Your smile and laugh,
were refreshing.
Then you sobered up,
to question.
How I was holding up,
in these times.
You must be hinting at,
something... underlined.
**Musical interlude**
Verse 3:
You asked if I,
would take you back.
Then I walked away...
smiling... never looking back.
Closing:
I'm not a Ken doll,
Girls love their plastic. *Repeats until the song ends*
Don't they... don't they.
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Bleezie: 6:54 PM
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