Discoteque

It was close to a discoteque
Where I met her
I'll probably never go there again
Why would I though?

I'm sure it took no more than a glance
To make me shiver
How did I end up like this?
I thought this would take time

Sometimes I remember her face
It's no use though
I may even remember it wrong
Or not remember it

I hate that it's always the same
Not a single change
It's always so predictable and
Yet so scary

I hate always playing cool
And I hate that I should like everything
Should I also like the killer cops?
Should I also like how they kill their time?

Tell me please
I hope I make some change



Credits
Writer(s): David Anaya Solórzano
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