Unpopular Music
tell you a secret
you have to promise
not to hear it
I’m in front of you
with my emotions
under my clothes
I’m naked
I’m gonna play
unpopular music
I don’t want you
to sing along
I’m gonna play
unpopular music
don’t dance to it
you’ll break an arm
these young people
everywhere
I love them
in my own way
I see them hurting
with questions
I know what they feel
but can’t explain
how they need
unpopular music
to fill in lines
without names
how they sing
unpopular music
it’s something
they can’t explain
just knowing
needing to be knowing
something in the universe
feels the same
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