Compelled to play Tony Hawk's Waste Land some more.
Insert me falling on my ass, and running out of time on a mission asigned by Rodney Mullen.
now laugh at me because i've been pissed playing the fucking game all day. i'm also borrowing it from a 9 year old kid. mumbles..
I carry around a mini buddha statue a friend gave me for christmas. I keep it in my pocket, and I'll rub his belly from time to time. I'm getting help for this.
She really wants me, but i got a phobia.
And she really freaks me, but i'm going to swat her.
She likes the Buzzcocks, but what do i get?
and she noise, annoys me, and i can't take anymore.
I'm going to swat her. She bugs me, she bugs me.