are your lives that miserable that you think the key is yelling into the void to set you free? because im kinda busy writing stupid poetry and im not the only one on this street who can say it bothers me because your f-bombs make this place like nagasaki and i dream of slamming your heads into your ****** oak tree, and kidnapping your children so they can see how beautiful the world is meant to be
and holy ****, that thick boston accent how do you people have *** like that? "mm smaht pahk yuh 4-inch cahk right ther ***" *******