As I'm swimming through the stereo, I'm writing you a symphony of sound...
The Nightmare Before Christmas.
Drunken messages on my answering machine [that i cant understand].
Horrible Hangover.
Sister nowhere to be found.
Brother screaming on the top of his lungs.
My hair a complete and total mess.
Few memories of last night.
That's what I call a good night.
Oh....
So I'm at my casa.
Bored to death.
Grounded.
Tired.
Hungover.
And I have to clean.
I'm improperly in love w/Jack's Mannequin.......
[but then I have been for 4 months now]
Arrrrrrrrg.
I backed out of Drum Major.
I didn't want to try out.
I almost started crying on friday.
We played Final Countdown.
A Mr. Lowes song.
I knew it at that moment.
I'm to be a French Horn next year.
& I am to march my ass on that field.
I figured it was a sign.
I told Ms. Lowes.
She grinned at me.
Idk.
My head is spinning.
My heart is aching.
My stomach is churnning.
& I've got 1 million things to do.
I'm going to go.
♥
Drunken messages on my answering machine [that i cant understand].
Horrible Hangover.
Sister nowhere to be found.
Brother screaming on the top of his lungs.
My hair a complete and total mess.
Few memories of last night.
That's what I call a good night.
Oh....
So I'm at my casa.
Bored to death.
Grounded.
Tired.
Hungover.
And I have to clean.
I'm improperly in love w/Jack's Mannequin.......
[but then I have been for 4 months now]
Arrrrrrrrg.
I backed out of Drum Major.
I didn't want to try out.
I almost started crying on friday.
We played Final Countdown.
A Mr. Lowes song.
I knew it at that moment.
I'm to be a French Horn next year.
& I am to march my ass on that field.
I figured it was a sign.
I told Ms. Lowes.
She grinned at me.
Idk.
My head is spinning.
My heart is aching.
My stomach is churnning.
& I've got 1 million things to do.
I'm going to go.
♥