here's a little song i wrote
that super coked out summer of 2004
i met the guy that was so fucking hardcore
white powder falling out of his nose
he said, "i'm sick of all these berkeley hos"
we shared foot longs rails
and had rapid conversations as we walked the berkeley trails
at 3 in the morning he said, "you should go home, i'll call you on tuesday"
that asshole never did
someone told me he moved out of the east bay
8 months later at the 924
moshing in the pit i feel to the floor
punx and skins didn't bother to look
then i felt that hand that i once so long ago shook
"you looked like you were about to die"
said that familiar face with the lip ring and honey yellow eyes
"i'm jason. you rememeber me right?"
we sat outside and smoked cigarettes all night
he asked me out during the botox aftermath set
and i'm seriously willing to bet
that jason is the most awesome guy that i've ever met
this could be love...