Dang mother jabber songs of bitches never gets you nowhere and anywhere
I hate not having a job, i just sat down and read some of my old live journal entries and realized how much shit has changed since marge made me make one a long ass time ago. Alot for the better, getting rid of people that were like a cancer in my life. Theres only acouple of different things i would change i guess. I would go back and take care of my cadillac better and not call in cuz of some dumb broad every other day,id probably still have that job up till now. I woulda started a band way before i did with different people i knew at a perticular time. Maybe treated my parents better, not make them go insane. And realize i shoudnt be such a pasifist some times and beat the living shit outta some people while i had a chance and an excuse, but then again i might be in someone elses shoes. Not get into drugs the way i did. Live up to my potential i could have been in Cali or NYC right now, at art schools, but then again i woulnt know some of the people i know and love. Nor would i have encouraged my brother to play guitar which now hes gotten better then most people i know that are in "good" bands, that bastard has so much potential its shocking. Things happen for reasons ive always believed i know something kept me here and so far its getting better even when it seems bleek. Im glad im still here, cuz ive been taught some powerfull lessons.
Never Again, dive into the past, cuz the future is always better.
Never Again, dive into the past, cuz the future is always better.