Everything's so extraordinary. Some real bad and some good Story's and some day are all the same.
Go to a party. Drink some beer tea. Scream out loud so you can hear me.
Call me stupid. Call me names. I am convinced that you are the assholes.
Fuck this. Fuck that. You are the problem. You're fucking lame. You're fucking stupid.
So called love, you sexist cupid. Your muscle-headed apathy. So I'm a punk and so I'm gay. At least we're happy in our own way. We're not blind at least we can see.
