the only thing you need to do is install a software that'll make me spill my problems anytime someone asks.
then we'll be fine
got traded in today/lastnight at the car dealer. only this time they're sending me to the impound.
i'll be gone in an hour
they just need to take me apart and figure out why i won't work anymore
because they can't rebuild me either.
i lost the war trying to figure something out.
bombs on me.
their actually delivering a casket as we speak
i don't get you in a - i dont know what your trying to say - kind of a way.
it never really made sense to me anyway
so don't bother to explain.
keep dreaming about whatever'll fuck you up in the long run
x.
