Mother fuck.
Okay, Im pissed.
Im frustrated, I wish I could choke out every mother fucker I see.
Friends = drama.
Family = drama.
band = drama.
My friends are being fucking gay with they're Drama.
I don't GIVE a FUCKING shit about they're problems.
Unless it's important.
Go somewhere else.
Not to me, Don't call me crying, Don't show up Crying, Don't message me, Don't email me.
I just don't FUCKING care.
I am NOT trying to be rude.
I just Have TOO much worry about to deal with Little shitty ass breakup's.
or Agruements.
or shit talking.
I don't care.
-.-..
Family Is out of control.
Yelling constantly.
Over anything we get the chance to.
Who the fuck cares -.-..
And My band is PISSING me off.
Well Fuck this shit, i work SO hard for those assholes.
i really do.
We Have a HUGE FUCKING show to play In a week.
And were not ready, The tension is only rising.
Fist fights.
Screaming.
Unable to play.
People Out of timing.
People Cant keep up.
people changing the riffs
No pattend Songs.
And its ALL of us.
Not just singled out.
Were gonna be playing in front of Like...500 fucking people.
NOT including The over 40 bands there.
I am NOT going to PLAY a show That im NOT ready for.
This tension, Were a band.
It used to be about the music.
About the Love of the fucking metal scene.
We used to be AMAZING.
We were a Real band.
Now were Just a bunch of Pathetic little kids who Just can't seem to get along.
I forgave and forgot the Horrible things They've put me through.
I got the whore out of my life and out of the band's Life.
But Nope, Theres mr Smartass Who has to Think hes king shit.
Always Someone trying to take the spotlight.
ugh..This show is too big for a windsor band like us to mess up.
Its An oppertunity of a lifetime.
No
its a FUCKING HONOR to be Invited to clutch.
By the FUCKING warped tour.
Out of NOWHERE.
I don't care what they think/
But I sit at home every night, And PRACTICE and STUDY my ass off.
if this show doesn't go well.
Im quitting.
No Fucking questions asked.
I miss my fucking band.
Like it USED to me..
But it seems.
I miss everything like it "used" to be.
These are NEW times and I can't adapt.
Mother Fuck shit better get down next practise.
or IM going to snap.
And I usually keep word to myself. -.-..
Wish us luck.
gah....
Hard times.
It'll get better.
It Just has to.
Im frustrated, I wish I could choke out every mother fucker I see.
Friends = drama.
Family = drama.
band = drama.
My friends are being fucking gay with they're Drama.
I don't GIVE a FUCKING shit about they're problems.
Unless it's important.
Go somewhere else.
Not to me, Don't call me crying, Don't show up Crying, Don't message me, Don't email me.
I just don't FUCKING care.
I am NOT trying to be rude.
I just Have TOO much worry about to deal with Little shitty ass breakup's.
or Agruements.
or shit talking.
I don't care.
-.-..
Family Is out of control.
Yelling constantly.
Over anything we get the chance to.
Who the fuck cares -.-..
And My band is PISSING me off.
Well Fuck this shit, i work SO hard for those assholes.
i really do.
We Have a HUGE FUCKING show to play In a week.
And were not ready, The tension is only rising.
Fist fights.
Screaming.
Unable to play.
People Out of timing.
People Cant keep up.
people changing the riffs
No pattend Songs.
And its ALL of us.
Not just singled out.
Were gonna be playing in front of Like...500 fucking people.
NOT including The over 40 bands there.
I am NOT going to PLAY a show That im NOT ready for.
This tension, Were a band.
It used to be about the music.
About the Love of the fucking metal scene.
We used to be AMAZING.
We were a Real band.
Now were Just a bunch of Pathetic little kids who Just can't seem to get along.
I forgave and forgot the Horrible things They've put me through.
I got the whore out of my life and out of the band's Life.
But Nope, Theres mr Smartass Who has to Think hes king shit.
Always Someone trying to take the spotlight.
ugh..This show is too big for a windsor band like us to mess up.
Its An oppertunity of a lifetime.
No
its a FUCKING HONOR to be Invited to clutch.
By the FUCKING warped tour.
Out of NOWHERE.
I don't care what they think/
But I sit at home every night, And PRACTICE and STUDY my ass off.
if this show doesn't go well.
Im quitting.
No Fucking questions asked.
I miss my fucking band.
Like it USED to me..
But it seems.
I miss everything like it "used" to be.
These are NEW times and I can't adapt.
Mother Fuck shit better get down next practise.
or IM going to snap.
And I usually keep word to myself. -.-..
Wish us luck.
gah....
Hard times.
It'll get better.
It Just has to.