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