Day 1: The lights fade,
The music's full of bass,
She's all up in my face,
I can't believe she's so close,
Feelin your grind,
Maybe losing my mind,,
I'm just plain old take home material, take home material,
I keep my fingers crossed hoping to find a way,
To show you what I'm made of,
THROW ALL OUR WORRIES ,
TO THE WIND,,
I backtracked, stabbed at you, followed the tracks to a cabin filled with wooden spoons,
Then a shred of lead ripped my hoodie in two,
There's no telling what my evil twin brother wouldn't do,,
I wake up drenched in sweat,
Wondering who I'm lying with,
What a joke,
There's nothing left to explore,,
Chorus,
Find myself at the end of the bottle,
Laying in your bed,
You're hoping to find out where I'm at,
The weight can make you trip, but you won't fall down ,
Well it's gone away,
My song, so long,
The weight can make you trip, but you won't fall down ,
Yeah ooooh,,
,
Accept fresh fresh can of broccoli ,
I can hate you if you are gawking,
Unless fresh fresh can of broc,
I'll be leaning towards a centimeter short of much,,
Yet the sun goes down,
Baby I'm in town,
Hoping to find someone to take it *ALL*,
I know I'm right when I say *GO AWAY*,
Get around, oh,
You get around, oooh,
You get around, oh,
You're busy fucking everyone, busy fucking everyone,
Ooh, you're busy fucking everyone,,
Chorus,,
Feeling my heart race,
Drenched in sweat,
As I wonder,
I'm not scared, I'm not prepared,
Laying down flat on your back,
Open up girl, let's play attack,
Let's waste our time,,
Back on top, but my blocks mowed down,
Man I'm fit,
Yeah my stomachs never touched the ground ,
But I'm courteous ,
Still keep it real with my nerdyness,
14th's my birthday ,
Hers is on the 30th ,
If you were dead I bet this shit would bloom,
Get a standing ovation from an empty room,
Fuck your ass,
I don't want your cereal ,
You can get your wig split back,
I'll be the same ol' G