Potpourri of uselessness. Sit with much pain as I watch a summer go by with the boredom of watching paint dry. Why this time? Gone away. Nothing good
go hey, i woke up today (today) to think about a dream i had a dream I left so far away ten seconds pass, and as i think twenty minutes pass i failed
I remember a math teacher I had in 7th grade, he talked down to me about every single day. And to make the matters worse, the bastard failed me too so
well, contrary to what you think and what you've seen on mtv you don't have to be an asshole all the time watch me as i take this knife out of my back
Made a few CDs. Played with all our favorite bands. Hit it big on the ska/punk scenes. But we're never gonna be on TRL with Carson Daly. Made a lot of
Early today I went outside, I hopped on the bus (yo, its my ride). Stepped off, and stepped out to work. Met my boss (he's a jerk). Met this girl a few
around just spewing shit about everyone else, and you and your whole kind can go to hell. I don't wanna be your friend, oh no. 'Cause you're just a spoiled bitch
Get up. Get dressed. Go to school. Go home. Jerk off. Go to sleep. Do it all again. Get up. Go to work. Smoke a butt. Go home. Jerk off. Go to sleep.
And it's still freezing out. I wanna tear down the walls. I wanna make it summer. Listen to Dillinger Four. Go can your fucking emo. You know I know
the clock is ticking and my shelf life is up the clock is ticking and my shelf life is up the clock is ticking and my shelf life is up wrong side of
I look ahead, and what do I see? Some punk rock punker waiting to punch me. Lacking common sense, emanating heat, scarred by razors yet I'm the abnormality
i'm taking the last train home tonight i'm drinking but i can't get drunker than this i'm going home alone again with a checklist of my ex-best friends
Got Filk? A love story's what you're about to hear It's about a girl who wasn't sincere yeah I asked her out and she didn't refuse But everyday it was
I don't like the way you cook I just like the way you look All you do is bother me But I really want your body I don't know what I wanna do I just wanna
I hate punk rock. I hate your shoes, I hate your crews. I hate you. Let's pop another bottle of Olde-E brew. Let's stab some safety pins into the side
I heard a rumor and it's hard to ignore everybody is saying punk's not cool anymore So I called all my friends just to make sure then I went down to
I like Green Day, yes I do. And you know you like them too But you won't admit it so fuck you
stop, because i know just what you're thinking i've encoded all the lines of encryption i've been fed stop, your f'ing superpowers aren't working i won