While I decided which soda, I would buy
She passed me, drawing all my attention to herself
On the market speakers, I could hear: Time of your life
I guess it was from the movie Dirty Dancing
Her sweet smell, a slight scent of chocolate
Haunted me wherever I went
My imaginary friends mocked me
As I tried to understand what was going on
And it's already twenty-eight days
Since her first appearance
I still remember her smile and her face
But I still don’t know if I will find her again
My imaginary friends and I
We’re composing some songs
That no one will listen
But
No one else hears rock songs (and I compose rock songs)
No one else hears rock songs (While it rains outside)
No one else hears rock songs (and I’m And I still thinking of you)
No one else hears rock songs (yeah, I’ve played it for you)
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