when i get older 
ill be a waste of room in your head 
and we'll walk slower 
no time for talk just drinking and sleep 
when i leave my bedroom 
theyll turn it in to some kind of ghost 
and ill regret it cause those days are dead and im still around 

nothing to say for my ego 
nothing to say for myself now 
but i saw your monsters 
i broke their backs i broke their spines 
i broke your mirror 
ive got back luck until i die 
i didnt want this but choices go with every next age 
ive been so selfish but i want more 

 [bad word] away with you 
ill pull open your door 
i swear i want it more than these chokes and old chains 
 [bad word] away any hour 
whatever we do 
 [bad word] away from my conscious 
the guilt that it chews 
 [bad word] away with you 

***new england patriots back there thats so dumb. where are we? we're in the middle of georgia. hahahahaha. wait aw. what the [bad word]  i got the nub nubs ~gracias a dios a mismo domingo antes de ir a la playa~? nothing to say. i will be right there. yea i just think we could all hangout more and if we're all hangin out more then we can make everything better, i guess. no roni? no [bad word] roni? ARE U KIDDING ME (dog)!?***