Let the drummer kick, let the drummer kick that
yeah, so i haven't really been feeling this christmas break at all. i haven't been feeling these past few weeks at all. not really sure what's wrong with me, i just don't feel like talking to the people i once used to talk to forever
i really don't want to run track this year, but i feel so obligated to do so. it's too late to get out, i guess. the time to panic is over, and all i can do now is run, but why? i used to love track so much, but after this cross country season proved to be such a disappointment... and since i've been running worse and worse every year since sophomore year... i'd rather not make myself look like an idiot i guess.
Apollo had to break 'em
A gift, a blessing
What keeps you down
What gets you out
When they said you could make it
What you feel when they say it
N-A-V
Why we've got to sing
Let the drummer kick, so many in need
Gives you the right to shoot
What would it do
Gives you the right to choose
Is what pulls you through
No substitute
You've got to bust through
For the chosen few
When they say that they died for you
It can take a hold of you
so i've finally realized i have problems. which isn't to say that i'm the only one that has problems, it's just a real kick in the face when you come to terms with the fact that you can't really do much to get away from some of them.
Relations
Creation
Incarceration
Determination
Equation
Humiliation
Reincarnation
Situation
Elation
Identification
Retaliation
Education
Inspiration
No substitution
Non-inclusion
Drug infusion
Mass confusion
Solution
Conclusion
i really really do not like my family at all. i can't stand my mom, and my dad does nothing but bother me. my brothers aren't particularly productive. why is it that we're forced to live with people we can't stand sometimes? fuck, i can't wait until i get away
but i seriously think i'm not getting into a college of my choice
let's find out why i wake up tomorrow
i really don't want to run track this year, but i feel so obligated to do so. it's too late to get out, i guess. the time to panic is over, and all i can do now is run, but why? i used to love track so much, but after this cross country season proved to be such a disappointment... and since i've been running worse and worse every year since sophomore year... i'd rather not make myself look like an idiot i guess.
Apollo had to break 'em
A gift, a blessing
What keeps you down
What gets you out
When they said you could make it
What you feel when they say it
N-A-V
Why we've got to sing
Let the drummer kick, so many in need
Gives you the right to shoot
What would it do
Gives you the right to choose
Is what pulls you through
No substitute
You've got to bust through
For the chosen few
When they say that they died for you
It can take a hold of you
so i've finally realized i have problems. which isn't to say that i'm the only one that has problems, it's just a real kick in the face when you come to terms with the fact that you can't really do much to get away from some of them.
Relations
Creation
Incarceration
Determination
Equation
Humiliation
Reincarnation
Situation
Elation
Identification
Retaliation
Education
Inspiration
No substitution
Non-inclusion
Drug infusion
Mass confusion
Solution
Conclusion
i really really do not like my family at all. i can't stand my mom, and my dad does nothing but bother me. my brothers aren't particularly productive. why is it that we're forced to live with people we can't stand sometimes? fuck, i can't wait until i get away
but i seriously think i'm not getting into a college of my choice
let's find out why i wake up tomorrow