Not much to say about this shitty college town. put up another starbucks and shut a basement down. punker than thous and politics, how am i knee deep
could survive. and while the whip is cracking we put a smile on surrender ourselves to a life of getting shit on. we crack under pressure. when theres no other
on it. cause after all that's why we're here. drown in ourselves for another year. always pretending we're saving some community by talking with those
24 years old. walking home from nowhere. crooked teeth crooked stare. wondering what went right. theres no chance in fuck i'll sleep tonight
