school dance

chalk one up for the good guys
this is where the losers win
in the belly of sweaty regret and cold sin
marijuana and the wu tang clan
i can't dance
so why even shuffle my feet
why even try?
somebody run and tell her that i never really loved her at all
let her taste my sweet hemlock tooth paste
i shot two of my friends in the genitals and watched them bleed out
still no apology
for that unhumanistic self centered theology
demonology
the devil is alive and well on the social network
wet work
my head hurts
im ready to die
im ready to be alive
if you wanna sit on my shoulders and call yourself tall?
you'll have to buy me a new suit
the one i got for my birthday is'nt working well
lunar signals from the ghost in the shell
fuck high school
i'll be popular in hell