My paycheck still hasn't come in, and still I wait for my chance to escape.
Not that around here it's bad... it's just not for me.
The tree outside is swaying in the wind... beautiful.
It's starting to get the scent of fall in the air... the crisp scent of clean cool air. Where I have to get all snug in m'leather jacket and get my feet toasty in new socks and combat boots and just breathe.
I hate the memories.
Not that around here it's bad... it's just not for me.
The tree outside is swaying in the wind... beautiful.
It's starting to get the scent of fall in the air... the crisp scent of clean cool air. Where I have to get all snug in m'leather jacket and get my feet toasty in new socks and combat boots and just breathe.
I hate the memories.