Yo', I can use a dream, or a geni or a wish.
To go back to a place that's simpler than dis
'cus after all the party with the smashin' and crashin',
and the glam and the glits and the happin' fashin',
and the pandamonium and the maddness,
there comes a time where you fade to the blackness,
When you're staring at the phone in your lap
and you're hoping people will never call you back

Oh man, I fucking love me some modern songs, like that Bob and Hayley Williams song.
( G/PP 💩💩💩💩💩&#128, Tue 15 Jun 2010, 15:18, Reply)