Sometimes at the end of the runway, you hold your breath.
And sometimes you blink, and it’s over…
[CHELSEA SWAIN - AM I THE IMAGINARY SOCIALITE?]
Stop, Kiss
Imaginary Socialite
It’s my party and I’ll crash if I want to.
Sometimes at the end of the runway, you hold your breath.
And sometimes you blink, and it’s over…
[CHELSEA SWAIN - AM I THE IMAGINARY SOCIALITE?]