In the silent realization That this ghostly wordgame she plays And the luv she says Is so important Over rocky times and feelings Over drumrolls and firecrackers And her sexual reason Every single high quality Five oclock shadow And torn shiry Tough faded jeans And a crew And dirt Running through my life With her cotton puffs And his blue tie She finally said "You don't give a f- - k A dream goes on forever"...
That this ghostly wordgame she plays
And the luv she says
Is so important
Over rocky times and feelings
Over drumrolls and firecrackers
And her sexual reason
Every single high quality
Five oclock shadow
And torn shiry
Tough faded jeans
And a crew
And dirt
Running through my life
With her cotton puffs
And his blue tie
She finally said
"You don't give a f- - k
A dream goes on forever"...
Over