I'm making my rounds outside the dance floor watching the alcohol take its toll,
I am what you call playing the wall,
But to tell you the truth I'm holding It up.
I am chewing on the ice at the bottom of watered down cokes.
I'm tearing this paper cup to pieces over conversations that revolve around bands I either love or hate on any number of themed musical nights.
I'll be here all night.
I am your ride home.
I will overhear the pick up lines of aspiring alpha males,
I will watch stupid girls fall into traps. I am what you call playing the wall, but between you and me I'm holding it up,

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