Sunday, December 21, 2008
Songs ....
Fall out boys
West Coast Smoker
Wishes bounce me weightless
The infrared scope of pointlessness
The bulls are sedated and this fights fixed
Don't feel bad for the suicidal cats
Gotta kill themselves nine times before they get it right
The P.A. system keeps my hard heart beating tonight
(Oh hell yes)
I'm a nervous wreck
(Oh hell yes)
The drugs just make me reset
Knock once for the Father
Twice for the Son
Three times for the Holy Ghost
Come on in, the water's warm
Come on like I sugared you, but with a kick in the head
Like putting wings on lead
Your eyes are black in my starlight
I'm the last of my kind
(And as always I'm not addicted to you)
Fall upon this token as religion of my head
And we'll never get through customs
Let's just take off again instead
Got my degree in the gutter
My heart broken in the dorms of the Ivy League
Posted at:4:23 PM
