you had to be a big shot, dint you
Well, you went uptown riding in your limousine
With your fine Park Avenue clothes.
You had the Dom Perignon in your hand
And a spoon up your nose.
When you wake up in the morning with you head on fire
And your eyes too bloody to see,
Go on and cry in your coffee,
But don't come bitching to me.
i dont know why. but that song reminds me of new york. so i put the lyrics there, cuz at the moment im in nyc.
i go about every 4 months, which is ill.
this time i was supposed to take catherine, but shit hit the fan.
I FUCKIN LOVE IT HERE, YOUR DONT EVEN UNDERSTAND
once i get out of high school or where ever the fuck im going to college, im moving here.
its ridiculous.
and now that im here, im going to.
1. shop hardcore
2. walk around at night with my cousins finding cool people. iv fuckin already met like 6 ill bitches (well guys) same thing.
3. theres a punk show tomorrow night here, i was thinking of going to. kinda sketchey
With your fine Park Avenue clothes.
You had the Dom Perignon in your hand
And a spoon up your nose.
When you wake up in the morning with you head on fire
And your eyes too bloody to see,
Go on and cry in your coffee,
But don't come bitching to me.
i dont know why. but that song reminds me of new york. so i put the lyrics there, cuz at the moment im in nyc.
i go about every 4 months, which is ill.
this time i was supposed to take catherine, but shit hit the fan.
I FUCKIN LOVE IT HERE, YOUR DONT EVEN UNDERSTAND
once i get out of high school or where ever the fuck im going to college, im moving here.
its ridiculous.
and now that im here, im going to.
1. shop hardcore
2. walk around at night with my cousins finding cool people. iv fuckin already met like 6 ill bitches (well guys) same thing.
3. theres a punk show tomorrow night here, i was thinking of going to. kinda sketchey