The Blindside Kiss
ALAN PALOMO
Transfixed to details in the ceiling
Won't dissolve the feeling
You're not out there
Haunts you to believe I
When they tell you that meeting people's easy
But you won't dare
One more night
You know that you owe yourself at least just that
One more night
You know that you owe yourself at least just that
Faint strange lights
Echo in the outskirts of your mind tonight
Highway glare, nearly there
But cold fronts and frigid stares
Oh, keep you from there
Basement bliss, the blindside kiss
And shyness you'd rather miss
Oh, but you're too scared
One more night
You know that you owe yourself at least just that
One more night
You know that you owe yourself at least just that
Faint strange lights
Echo in the outskirts of your mind tonight