Forest City Lovers
Orphans
we were 16only 16so unpreparedleft in the wilds of adolescenceand no less scaredan awkward boyan awkward girlwhat could be betterthan laying in this bed feeling slightly less awkward togetherthe city lights erase the nightwhile we fester indoorsthrow back the shades to erasethe lines that we abhoran orphan boyan orphan girlwhat could be betterthan laying in this bed feeling slightly moreremembered togethertogetherohhtogetherohhthrown in too fastno time to lastthrown in too fastno time to last
From Letras Mania