Wearing out your welcome,
old news on new terrain.
******* life from the bodies of boys
that you believed served a bigger purpose.
We all get bored.
Restlessness is a chore and I do it so well.
Make the parents proud that you're living in their
hell.
Aug 22, 2012
Aug 22, 2012 at 3:49 PM UTC
Wearing out your welcome,
old news on new terrain.
******* life from the bodies of boys
that you believed served a bigger purpose.
We all get bored.
Restlessness is a chore and I do it so well.
Make the parents proud that you're living in their
hell.
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