bored in expo
o well like i cant wait 4 the weekend but i work fri sat and sun but fri im hanging out w/linz byt jon and mike which should be a lot of fun and sat ehh ya leaving my house at 630 am to go to Eastern for an interview for this scholarship and then hanging out w/jess haha maybe going to the crack house but I don’t know yet its crazy there I wanna go to mission so bad but nobody will go w/me o well bitches! Ill have to find someone to go w/ ya so i like totally love the hover near fame songs its awesome it like makes me happy and read the words its like a good songs i wanted to bond my fav part but i dont know how to do that so i put stars around it
I trust as far as I can spit
You can read deep into it
New York nightlife isn't shit
Without a storyboard
*I don't think much impresses me*
*Like a drunk celebrity*
Just fall down and fall asleep
Like the rest
On your way out
*Don't bother picking up your tab*
It's a stake out
Hanging on with baited breath
You're just milking this to death
So sad I have to disappoint
Her need is not a selling point
The drinks are better in this joint
*Everyone's a friend*
Not that the nightlife isn't great
And if I seem to be I rate
*Don't have tolerence for fakes*
What's to say...
On your way out
Don't bother picking up your tab
It's a stake out
Hanging on with baited breath
You're just milking this to death
Somewhere the novelty wore thin
In the city I was in
There was an actor soaked in gin
With an entourage
This is my home away from home
*Get a barstool of your own*
I watch you sinking like a stone
What a sight...
On your way out
Don't bother picking up your tab
It's a stake out
Hanging on with baited breath
You're just milking this for
Access...What little we posess
*Any other pays the cover*
But it wouldn't be the same
*Access...Destined to impress*
You can follow every model
*But you always try to hover near fame*
Access...What little we posess
Any other pays the cover
But it wouldn't be the same
Access...Destined to impress
You can follow every model
But you always try to hover near fame
I trust as far as I can spit
You can read deep into it
New York nightlife isn't shit
Without a storyboard
*I don't think much impresses me*
*Like a drunk celebrity*
Just fall down and fall asleep
Like the rest
On your way out
*Don't bother picking up your tab*
It's a stake out
Hanging on with baited breath
You're just milking this to death
So sad I have to disappoint
Her need is not a selling point
The drinks are better in this joint
*Everyone's a friend*
Not that the nightlife isn't great
And if I seem to be I rate
*Don't have tolerence for fakes*
What's to say...
On your way out
Don't bother picking up your tab
It's a stake out
Hanging on with baited breath
You're just milking this to death
Somewhere the novelty wore thin
In the city I was in
There was an actor soaked in gin
With an entourage
This is my home away from home
*Get a barstool of your own*
I watch you sinking like a stone
What a sight...
On your way out
Don't bother picking up your tab
It's a stake out
Hanging on with baited breath
You're just milking this for
Access...What little we posess
*Any other pays the cover*
But it wouldn't be the same
*Access...Destined to impress*
You can follow every model
*But you always try to hover near fame*
Access...What little we posess
Any other pays the cover
But it wouldn't be the same
Access...Destined to impress
You can follow every model
But you always try to hover near fame