31.7.11

I love crap songs that make me angry for no reason.


So is that what you call a getaway? Tell me what you got away with,
Cause I've seen more spine on jellyfish, I've seen more guts on eleven-year-old kids.
Have another drink and drive yourself home, I hope there's ice on all the roads
And you can think of me when you forget your seatbelt and again when your head goes through the windshield.

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