Wednesday, August 10, 2011
♪ i woke up in a car
I woke up in New York City
From my sleep behind the wheel
Caught a train to Poughkeepsie
And time stood still
She wrote me a letter from San Diego
To qualify her luck
These flights connect through Arizona
But I think I'll stay stuck
"So"Here I am
Here I am
Well I woke up in a car
I traced away the fog
So I could see the Mississippi on her knees
I've never been so lost
I've never felt so much at home
Please write my folks and throw away my keys
I woke up in a car
I woke up in a car
I met a girl who kept tattoos
For homes that she had loved
If I were her I'd paint my body
'Till all my skin was gone
She wrote me a letter
As we passed through Rockford
She said she won't forget
Maybe I do maybe I don't
But I know I haven't yet
So here I am
Here I am
And maybe I could live forever
If not ever i had known
That you'd be waiting there whenever
I am all alone
But here I am
- woke up in a car; something corporate
i'll come back when i'm a better person
--
my room smells like awesome. it's the smell of:
sun + some nice smell + bedsheets + my clothes?
HAHAHA. but i only get whiffs of it sometimes. so i'm just assuming it's just a combi of all that + me rolling around.
MUAAHAHA. and check out my new ZOMG bag. it's a freaking huge bag, didn't expect it to be that big. but anyways, i drew the Z on. HELL YEAH. [the other side, which i did first.. and is the same thing. looks retarded].
yeah, me neither
4:40 PM
