GolliatTaillog

Fucking tummy-chest-whatever you are, shut the fuck up Chorus: Just get out, pain. Just get out, pain. That's what I say, but it's all in vain, because you just WONT GO AWAY! Everyday in my chest I feel a stab, so I go and turn around to catch the thug, but there's no one around, and no blade sticking out, However the pain is still there. Then I would hear an annoyed high-pitched scream, from an irate gal complaining about things, and there I feel not one... but a THOUSAND STABS! (Chorus) I wake up in the morning and I think about class. (STAB!) (*) I suggest an idea and my partners say pass. (STAB!) I'm playing and before saving I fall