In the big scheme of things
It seems today didn't need me
It seems I'm still breathing
but my being is pointless this evening.
With a J in between these
fingers I'm heating
and recieving disease, geez
kill me faster please?
The recording booth is in use
by some little blonde cutie
with some *achoo* big boobs
excuse my peripheral view please
screw these girls that cant sing
seriously, what are they thinking?
must be drinking or something
they should stick with lipsyncing
My phone rings discreetly
No point answering the thing
its probably Wells Fargo calling
bout beating me extremely
they say curiosity killed the cat
I laugh at that fact
I crack and think perhaps
It's Ana calling me back
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