I'm that half alive spark in the corner of your eye that makes you spin back round and wonder what just happened. I live by codes and rules all my own, since I didn't have anyone to really teach them to me. Art is my breakfeast, and the fight is my dinner. I don't judge people because I know I've probably done worse. I like to spend my day imagining things, and drawing them out. Shooting up fireworks and riding in fast cars. Breaking all the laws no one cares about, and making sure you remember my name at night. Lets throw ourselves off buildings and hope we hit the pool. If we make it I'll split a beer with you. My honesty will most likely hurt, and if you can't take a little rough housing you should probably get outa my way, cause I could break you in two while lighting a cig (jk). So we're all drifting apart like a plate tectonic, but it don't matter to me, cause all I want it to be is a million miles from here, somewhere more familiar. I'll sing you a song all your own if I like you enough, and go to blows for you should I care enough. Lets fight for the future and forget the past. Your brain should be more then just a fancy tape recorder and I don't care who was prom king. Shape up fast or get sculpted by someone else is what I like to say. By the way, have you seen my headphones? I'm getting tired of listening to all the old lies.