Meeting Strangers

Meeting Strangers
You make me wanna commit crimes
But Id hate myself
If I faked how I feel like I’m fine
You Wouldn’t date myself
She and I lasted all Summer long
So It doesn’t help you’re here
It’s not like you did something wrong
It’s just not my year

Throw my body in opposite directions compared to where ur standing still
I just want space
I just need time
So take your nice face
Away from mine
It’s all too early please slow down
A whole new place, where I’ll try
Meeting strangers till I die
You’re making small conversations
Feel like days at a time
my not so sly observations
Could stain white beds like red wine
I lose balance leaving these halls
Cuz there’s somebody I miss
She’s back in those same old brick walls
Right now that feels like bliss
Throw my body in opposite directions compared to where ur standing still
I just want space
I just need time
So take your nice face
Away from mine
It’s all too early please slow down
A whole new place, where I’ll try
Meeting strangers till I die
En 'Meeting Strangers', Quinn XCII expresa una compleja mezcla de emociones. Desde el deseo impulsivo que podría llevarlo a cometer actos ilegales hasta la angustia de no querer fingir y sentirse bien...