At least post the freaking link. >_>
A long, long time ago...
I can still remember
How that game used to make me smile.
And I knew if I had my chance
That I could make those people lose
And, maybe, they’d be happy for a while.
But february made me shiver
With every paper I’d deliver.
Bad news on the doorstep;
I couldn’t take one more step.
I can’t remember if I rage'd
When I read about his douchey ways,
But something touched me deep inside
The day the ga-ame died.
So bye-bye, Venom you beeotch.
Drove my chevy to the levee,
But the levee was dry.
And them good old boys were drinkin’ whiskey and rye
Singin’, "this’ll be the day that I die.
"this’ll be the day that I die."
*guitar solo*