May 17, 2006 12:25
i swear that i hate the smog as much as you do.
i yell that i love you, but it doesn't get through.
i think that i'm choking in the poison we're making.
the earth has been smoking and our lungs are breaking.
this smog makes you look hazy, our love is lazy.
black smoke makes us dazy, this lifestyle is crazy.
it's spring, but we don't know. LA smog is thick like snow.
plants can't breathe and won't grow, but cars can stil go.
we make plans to leave, and raise kids where they can breathe.
i want to tell you i love you, but what is the use?
it'd get caught in this smog, and it'd never get through.