2002-10-01 | '99TH FUCK YOU

An old one.

"THOUSANDTH FORFEIT"

summer, 1987

the year i turned eleven

the friendships we made we thought would last forever

oh were we wrong

perhaps we'll meet in heaven or in hell

1984

we finally saw the real world

landed on the plague they call l.a.

polluted with the souls of millions

my brain hurts when i try to remember

i'm so lonely, i think i need a new girl

oh well

we gave up too soon

we forgot to show up to our own execution

it was the thousandth forfeit of that year

we have no solution

we're fucked up

and headed straight for the moon

present time

'99 times harder to survive

i wish i weren't alive sometimes

maybe next year we'll meet again

and talk about old times

and realize how better off we are now

or how we could've been

don't give up yet

- premature ejaculation | tantra +