Talk:Hey, whats up?/@comment-7972228-20141116173758

"If all my enemies threw a party,

Would you light the candles?

Would you drink the wine?

While watching television?

Watch the animals

And all the tragedies

And sell your arteries

To buy my casket gown

Well, it better be black

And it better be tight

And it better be just my size

I’m stalking these metro malls

And airport halls

And all these schoolgirls

I’m not asking

You’re not telling

He’s not dead, he only looks that way

Out nowhere

Take me out there

Far away and

Save me from my

Self-destruction

Hopeless for ya

Sing a song for California!

I bought my enemies rope to hang me

And the knives to gang me

You can watch ‘em stab me on your television

Stomp the halls

Because the bathroom walls

Would have a lot to say about

The lines you’re putting down

And it better be white

And it better be cut

And it better be just my size

Until my capillaries burst of boredom, I’ll be waiting

I’m not laughing

You’re not joking

I’m not dead, I only dress that way

Out nowhere

Take me out there

Far away and

Save me from my

Self-destruction

Hopeless for ya

Sing a song for California!

Wherever you are!

Whatever you are!

Whoever you are!

Wherever you are!

LA LA LA LA!

‘Cause we got the bomb, we got the bomb

(LET’S GO!)

We got the bomb, we got the bomb

(LET’S GO!)

We got the bomb, we got the bomb

(LET’S GO!)

We got the bomb, we got the bomb

(LET’S GO!)

Way out nowhere

Take me out there

Far away and

Save me from my

Self-destruction

Hopeless for ya

Say a prayer for California!

WE GOT THE BOMB!

WE GOT THE BOMB!

WE GOT THE BOMB!

WE GOT THE BOMB!"

xxMadixx "You said you read me like a book, but the pages are all torn and frayed."