[Verse 1]
Here is a boy
Her arms are his cocoon
Full of Japanese songs and half-made bombs
His heart's the size of the moon
Looking for love
She's not what he was thinking of
Intoxicated pairs give half-conscious glares
She whispers in his ear:
[Chorus]
"Meet me upstairs"
"Upstairs?"
"Upstairs."
"Upstairs..."
[Verse 2]
Here is a girl
It takes too much to fill her world
Full of quick satisfaction, everything's a distraction
From the way she feels in her brain
Behind the curls
Of her bleached blonde hair
There's people dancing everywhеre
But at this boy she stares, shе stares, she stares
She's looking for fun, she's not looking for the one
He can get the job done, so she says
[Chorus]
"Meet me upstairs"
"Upstairs?"
"Upstairs."
"Upstairs..."
[Bridge - Spoken]
Get off the internet, touch some grass
And make some friends, make some real friends
Real memories, and keep them remembered
Keep a journal
Write songs, stories, poems, and love letters
And share your songs, stories, poems, and love letters
And support your favourite band
Even though no one's ever heard of them
I stole a bit of this monologue
From a band called "The Thyme Machine,"
I love them
You'll be surprised how easily people disappear from your life
So don't be shy, just kiss them
[Chorus]
Upstairs
Upstairs
Upstairs
Upstairs
Upstairs
Upstairs
Upstairs
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