So she couldn't see her ugly, nasty original Christie Road lyrics thieving face.
Please tell me you're not looking up her address...
Not a bad idea. She's all smug about it BITCH. I'll show her whats up.
I'll retrieve it for you, Laura.
You guys were talking about this like over a month ago, but while it just caught my eye I learned that Arica lives one block up from E. 12th Street. Not going to say which street, but you know. [/notastalker][/spam]
Jesus filling out paperwork now
At the facility on east 12th st.
He's not listening to a word now
He's in his own world
And he's daydreaming
He'd rather be doing something else now
Like ciggarettes and coffee with the underbelly
His life's on the line with anxiety now
And she had enough
And he had plenty
Somebody get me out of here
Anybody get me out of here
Somebody get me out of here
Get me the fuck right out of here
So far away
I didn't want to stay
Get me out of here right now
I just wanna be free
Is there a possibility
Get me out of here right now
This life like dream aint for me
Couldn't resist tying the knowledge I now have in with a song.[/morespam]