dragged down to hell
if there is one
in a dizzying stupor
blame it on the a-a-a-a-a-alcohol
lying and lying and lying
can’t find my pants anywhere
forgetting that shy girl holed up in her room
she was boring anyway
and releasing a *****
maybe i’ll make more friends
forget the past
doesn’t matter anyway
forget tomorrow
not to mention class
forget four years down the road
when i have to grow up
**** that ****
tonight i’m gonna party
Sep 24, 2012
Sep 24, 2012 at 8:17 PM UTC
dragged down to hell
if there is one
in a dizzying stupor
blame it on the a-a-a-a-a-alcohol
lying and lying and lying
can’t find my pants anywhere
forgetting that shy girl holed up in her room
she was boring anyway
and releasing a *****
maybe i’ll make more friends
forget the past
doesn’t matter anyway
forget tomorrow
not to mention class
forget four years down the road
when i have to grow up
**** that ****
tonight i’m gonna party
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