Beth Van Rose - Visitor

Can I say
I've lost the voicemails that I used to play
All and all and over again
And I gotta say
Your voice sounds the same as I imagined
It all
Though I hoped I might forget it
Punching through the walls
Oh, how did I fold?
Mother tell me
Is it hereditary
Or just the way
You couldn't have known
May I switch the role and lead you on?
I kinda like you
Can tell but won't give you no show
And you won't let it go
Wait for me
With all you know
Drive me through your city
Lead me through the clouds
Show me every street
Your favourite whereabouts
Ends will meet when the sun will melt to stars
Two different worlds but we are compromising
Back at your place
When we stop posing
We might talk it out
Picked up The Shining at a rental store
Borrowed your clothes
Pretended I'm cold
And you eat it up like takeout
It's nice, I might wait some more
Lock without key before your roommates see
Can't believe that I'm here
Can't tell what the fuck is going on
But I might wait for more

Written by:
Alžbeta Oškerová

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