Shutter yourself

People sit and stare

Grow up to become unpopular

Just the kind to always have something on their minds

There isn’t a moment where they aren’t there

We’d be doing our own thing and they appear

Till the day grass turns gold and clouds look a little bit sweeter

Ill be hiding out hoping to figure out what the followers are on about?

From a late night show too morning paper

And there we go

Sitting over the road like they aren’t there

Ain’t no cloak going to hide these thoughts in their minds

Flash flash shutter sounds everywhere

doesn’t anyone care that if I trip over and lose my crown

Front paper next day

my best beat has my heart on the rerun

Oh what a good night

People sit and stare

Grow up to become unpopular

Just the kind to always have something on their minds

Till the day grass turns gold and clouds look a little bit sweeter

Ill be hiding out hoping to figure out what the followers are on about

Flash flash shutter sounds everywhere

By Chloe Rae