Testo di Mission Viejo

and isn't it a waste of time, we sit here playin pantomime still blow almost every line haven't been as high as this since the night i burned my lips must've been like '89 comin down too quick, my own private apocalypse i'm usually pretty slick, miss, this is just some summer slippage behind the karaoke bar sittin in your brother's car shootin stars and scrapin scars threw it up back in the sky, her mouth it opened miles wide we all drove back to Delmar not sure if you exist, i reach down and i check your wrist your brother's pretty pissed, he heard it from that surfer chick and it wasn't just the first time it wasn't just the last time it was all those times that were inbetween when it was such a joy to ride with you i didn't mean to frighten you didn't say goodbye to you summer was such bang-up fun, didn't mean to hurt no one just tried to enlighten you when classes start i'll quit, i've got until september 6th when classes start i'll quit this, this is just some summer slippage