Fifteen (Well not yet), waiting for friggin awesome sixteen.
I'm not obsessed about clique .Those are nuff nuff awful hobbies in my opinion.
But i am totally obsessed with deep poetry , creative writing , wonderful imagination , artistic sketches , awesome music.BTW
Me,the NORMAL student of some high reputation high school in a somewhat i don't know how to describe country is
really knocking me out .
Not to say that i hate this school but i felt like i DON'T belong in high school life .
I want to try reach out for my goal but to succeed in this adventurously sickening life-- but still a great life somehow--
i need to put through all kinds of stupid stuff that i did not even care about including these one batch that i really really
hate-- to those retarded pupils who got no life in making fuss about others that actually doesn't even exist in this friggin universe.And that's DUMB--
Born into Nixon I was raised in hell. A welfare child where the Teamsters dwelled. The last one born and the the first one to run. My town was blind from refinery sun.
My generation is zero I never made it As a working class hero
21st century breakdown I was once lost but never was found I think I am losing what's left of my mind To the 20th century deadline.
I was made of posion and blood Condemnation is what I understood
Videogames of the tower's fall Homeland security could kill us all
My generation is zero I never made it As a working class hero
21st century breakdown I was once lost but never was found I think I am losing what's left of my mind To the 20th century deadline.
We are the [cries of] the class of '13 Born in the era of humility We are the desperate in the decline Raised by the bastards of 1969
My name is No One The long lost son Born on the 4th of july Raised in the era of heroes and cons That left me for dead or alive
I am a nation A worker of pride My debt to status quo
The scars on my hands And the means to an end Is all that I have to show
I swallowed my pride And I chocked on my faith I've given my heart and my soul Ive broken my fingers And lied though my teeth The pillar of damage control
I've been to the edge And I've thrown the bouqut Of flowers left over the grave I sat in the waiting room Wasting my time ANd waiting for Judgement Day
I praise liberty The "Freedom to Obey" Is the song that strangles me Don't cross the line
Dream, America Dream I can't even sleep From the light's early dawn
Scream, America scream Believe what you see From heroes and cons?
FIRST VERSE A couple of years And I'm gonna know your name It's like I waited for ya forever And I know this might sound insane But it wont be long 'Til we're gonna take this up I'm talking about our future love
You're so far away Maybe you're right next door Got me picturing your face again Something worth waiting for I put all the others behind me They don't live up I know what I want What I need to the T
CHORUS Baby if they asked me I would say I don't even know ur name And if they asked me Does it change? No, it don't change a thing Cuz there's something about the way you'll love me There's just something about the way you'll know me That I cant explain enough There's just something about our future love (3x) There's just something about our future love (3x)
2ND VERSE Walking hand in hand Going for a second date I can picture what you're wearing And a kiss I can almost taste The thought of all the ways we'll meet for the very first time I can see the place, feel the love.. First sight
CHORUS
BRIDGE Oh no The minute u pull up next to me We standing there like destiny When it feels like you're fighting just to breathe that's when u know The minute I pull up next to you Suddenly I don't know what to do Everything inside you says that I'm the one