It All Started In The Hall... - Victorian Halls

It all started in the hall as a cover up, a white flash as a call

Interrupted us all.

Now my head is blank and efforts are fake,

You said I could draw you in any color or shape.

The refused record

Played loud blended and poured out all down the hall where the

Party split out.

Smear the black of our make up to black bars and shake up.

If this

Is lying, give me crystal lenses on crystal islands.

Cause I don’t like the crowds when the gather around, close the

Door, muffle the sound, and take what I found.

When we do it

It’s electric, our body’s electric, when we move when we move,

When I move it’s electric.

She said, I never like that boy, I never liked that look in his

Eye, the way he smiled in the gleam of the blue sky as it came

Falling down.

I never liked the way you lean against a locker, and

All that little conversation that you offer, and the way that you

Push your hair to the side and it looks just like me, and the way

That you talk.