Urban Hipsters


Heads and vinyl spin
Our breathe is haunted by liquor
Talking about feelings and dreams
Anxious for the inevitable to occur

A wholesome time soon turns dark
Band t-shirts and flannels come off
We ignore the fact God is watching
And hurry before your roommate gets off

Satisfying your lust with my love
It’s a shame I don’t seem to mind
You finish, kiss my cheek and laugh
Leaving me to wonder if you’re really mine


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