The Be Your Own Pete meme! Stolen from
bloodbelieve It's a Big, Bad World
This may be the last thing that I write for long
I'd like to take you, as I find you
Past the depths of your skin and the color of your eyes
I'm good to go and I'm going no where fast
Our friends appear like the dawn
One looks Sends it coursing through the veins
Two dollar color pictures from a photobooth
Take what you need while there's time
We've been on the run, driving in the sun
You get what you see
We don't need no education
I fly like paper, get high like planes
I'm not aware of too many things
I have a feeling now and then
In this hotel, television's on
Time keeps on slipping, slipping, slipping
I don't want you to give it all up
Rain falls quickly wetting my hair
You're a fighter, you've got the fire
We'll take ourselves out on the street