Apr 27, 2007 18:36
mom and dad still don't approve.
28 shows.
28 days.
pulling up new rogues all along the way.
i'm just another face in this desperate youth parade.
and all the bunk beds locked doors, hardwood, sweat,
guts, skateboards, cold war bomb shelter basement screams, no sleep, good dreams.
we're playing hard as we can and a whole lotta time stuck in the van.
reading the graffiti on every bathroom wall in truck stop fast food hell.
save me from ordinary.
save me from myself.
<3