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Big Time

Hey lady with the marker up front stocking our brains with useless tid bits of information FUCK YOU! Im not paying attention to you. I guess you can say Im wasting my education 'Im gonna do something big, bigger then YOU' Im gonna be a big movie star with all my useless materialistic things my over priced clothes. or my 6 million dollar car making tabloids and headlines everytime I find a girl thats better than just a fuck Ill have a big house, and leave a ton of rooms empty. Ill try and seem sophisticated enough to try and write a lame half true autobiography And Ill have a drug stint and people will know my problem Six months will pass December Janurary Feburary March April May 'say what ever happened to him?' Ill be clean then, and Ill look like Im enjoying myself I did a good job of staying out of trouble and when the trouble stopped so will the help Soon Ill find myself alone in my mansion with nothing to do Ill give a hefty donation But thats just because I feel useless so old and just caged in And when Im sitting in my chair wormed by a fire, sipping on my aged wine Ill be thinking how finishing college getting a job and starting a family woulda been just fine
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Mar 8, 2011
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