Well this place is old,
It feels just like a beat up truck;
I turn the engine, but the engine doesn't turn
It smells of cheap wine and cigarettes
This place is always such a mess
Sometimes I think I'd like to watch it burn.
I'm so alone, and I feel just like somebody else
Man, I ain't changed, but I know I ain't the same...
Do you ever have those days where you wake up and just sort of feel like setting the world on fire? Maybe that's just me? I don't wish for violence or for harm to come to anyone...I just wish for a way to get rid of all the meanness and the ugliness sometimes.
(Sidenote: Today is probably not a good day to mess with me; I'm feeling a bit feisty). Kisses!