and you thought I was kewl. . .
Todays my brothers twenty-first birthday . . . what a pimpmaster he is.
Uhm I dont like people and I already dropped my two BCC classes out of sheer disdain for human beings. I'm seriously going to start a cult so I never have to be around people I don't like/know ever again.
guess what it gets better
wait that was tv
sorry I get them confused sometimes
guess what I love Michael, Keri, Amber, Karla, Scott, Rosie, & 'Tom'
ps this song is how I feel but not how I do
I hurt myself today
to see if I still feel
I focus on the pain
the only thing that's real
the needle tears a hole
the old familiar sting
try to kill it all away
but I remember everything
what have I become?
my sweetest friend
everyone I know
goes away in the end
you could have it all
my empire of dirt
I will let you down
I will make you hurt
I wear this crown of shit
upon my liar's chair
full of broken thoughts
I cannot repair
beneath the stains of time
the feeling disappear
you are someone else
I am still right here
what have I become?
my sweetest friend
everyone I know
goes away in the end
you could have it all
my empire of dirt
I will let you down
I will make you hurt
if I could start again
a million miles away
I would keep myself
I would find a way
sorry to mess wit you,
x to the o - DRIE
Uhm I dont like people and I already dropped my two BCC classes out of sheer disdain for human beings. I'm seriously going to start a cult so I never have to be around people I don't like/know ever again.
guess what it gets better
wait that was tv
sorry I get them confused sometimes
guess what I love Michael, Keri, Amber, Karla, Scott, Rosie, & 'Tom'
ps this song is how I feel but not how I do
I hurt myself today
to see if I still feel
I focus on the pain
the only thing that's real
the needle tears a hole
the old familiar sting
try to kill it all away
but I remember everything
what have I become?
my sweetest friend
everyone I know
goes away in the end
you could have it all
my empire of dirt
I will let you down
I will make you hurt
I wear this crown of shit
upon my liar's chair
full of broken thoughts
I cannot repair
beneath the stains of time
the feeling disappear
you are someone else
I am still right here
what have I become?
my sweetest friend
everyone I know
goes away in the end
you could have it all
my empire of dirt
I will let you down
I will make you hurt
if I could start again
a million miles away
I would keep myself
I would find a way
sorry to mess wit you,
x to the o - DRIE