Ok, so I got bored, and wrote a "song" lol. It's really bad, and all over the place. I ALSO didn't read this one through, and it's nothing final. It's not laid out how I want it really so yeah.. enjoy....







Sick.
What is it?
it's how I feel
it's what I am
it's what this world is.
The same goes for pathetic, desperate, dead.

Chorus (I guess...)
Everyday feels like an apocalypse.
Everyday feels like my last.
Everyday I swallow these pills.
Everyday I bear this f'ng disease.

Here we go... just another song complaining about life.
This is just one of my blue moon moments, so deal with it...

Harry says "no one knows what you're goin' through"
Johnny convinces me otherwise.
but still...

Chorus

Blue, orange, purple, neon, black, white,
whatever, whenever, wherever!
We're the chains that not even Rio can break....

I guess Chorus again...

But we breath...
fight it.... don't....
don't give it The Gold...