i'm waiting for it...
somethings going so right.
that its got to go bad.
and i don't want an argument about how that couldn't be so.
getting what you want can leave a person lost.
this time bomb is ticking away, i have two more fast moving months.
that brings a feeling of accomplishment, but on the other hand, my brain is deciding to play these games with me.
i wish i wouldn't have to wait for it and i could just know. because these dreams cause serious mental dilemmas.
oh to be a scarecrow, he didn't have a brain.
he didn't have a brain to tell him that these fuck-en girls he works with are all going through high school and you've heard all this shit before and could play it all out for them word for word how it'll happen. you fuck-en morons. just wait until your out, you'll get eaten alive and i swear by then ill be so long gone i wont be able to hear your screams.
that felt good.
how could you leave me to walk in the snow alone, in the middle of the night. when you said you would come with me. i'm glad i scattered all your things in slush and in puddles. so typical of you. even in a dream.
that its got to go bad.
and i don't want an argument about how that couldn't be so.
getting what you want can leave a person lost.
this time bomb is ticking away, i have two more fast moving months.
that brings a feeling of accomplishment, but on the other hand, my brain is deciding to play these games with me.
i wish i wouldn't have to wait for it and i could just know. because these dreams cause serious mental dilemmas.
oh to be a scarecrow, he didn't have a brain.
he didn't have a brain to tell him that these fuck-en girls he works with are all going through high school and you've heard all this shit before and could play it all out for them word for word how it'll happen. you fuck-en morons. just wait until your out, you'll get eaten alive and i swear by then ill be so long gone i wont be able to hear your screams.
that felt good.
how could you leave me to walk in the snow alone, in the middle of the night. when you said you would come with me. i'm glad i scattered all your things in slush and in puddles. so typical of you. even in a dream.