Hey Twenty-Two
I’m onto you
And all the while refusing to
Believe that you’re a party to their
Cold, cornered, grey aesthetic
Cracked pavement, pale, pathetic
In this crowd of battered lives
I found eyes
They think we’re shy but we’re twice as alive
Oh, they won’t know
It’s their panic that scowls straight through your face
But ‘til they put their heart against the State
They’ll never know how to pump blood like us
Now it’s just rushing to my head
And now all your friends
They’re afraid of you
Their cheating world is watching
Close your eyes
Hope that something survives
Oh, I seen you shake
Like you just can’t take
Waiting for them to
Make up your mind
(Just give me…)
One for the worst times ahead
One for the words left unsaid
One for their world on its head…
They won’t know