all the particles in my brain that hold any sense are breaking part and eroding because you're the acid and my eyes are vacant funnels. but i go crazy whether or not you're here. this is such old news, i don't know why i keep repeating myself.
i know i sound all irresponsible and right now, but really, i'm insanely disciplined. i'm doing next year's math course this month to get ahead. it's sucks up all my weekdays and then i work all weekend.
just strung out, i guess. all my friends are so fucking stupid and i'm so unhappy i could throw up miniature violins.
i'm not smart enough to be what i want to be and i'm not stupid enough to do what i want to do. somebody else could make much better use of my circumstances, but i guess that's true for everyone. i don't have enough money to buy love yet, so i'll have to settle for coca-cola, but backwards to avoid copyright issues.
if i drown it'll be in chemicals.
mobster
- July 13, 2009
- RosesAtSunset
- 1 Comment
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