Thread:JessicaFin23/@comment-26181419-20180111235211/@comment-24839263-20180114202844

I've been through ten high schools They start to get blurry No point planting roots Cause you're gone in a hurry My dad keeps two suitcases packed in the den So it's only a matter of when I don't learn the names Don't bother with faces All I can trust is this concrete oasis Seems ev'ry time I'm about to despair There's a 7-11 right there Each store is the same From Las Vegas to Boston Linoleum aisles that I love To get lost in I pray at my altar of slush; Yeah I live for that sweet frozen rush...

Freeze your brain Suck on that straw Get lost in the pain Happiness comes When everything numbs Who needs cocaine? Freeze your brain Freeze your brain

Care for a hit?