Honestly: Obsessed with all the nice things in life. Clinged onto people's criticism. New York. male models. orgasms. blasphemy. tv, movies and music are my guilty pleasures. thank god for iPod video: i can carry my home with me where ever i go.
Take me some place else, Finland sucks.I need some west si-iii-de.
Now I could sit here and baffle you with shallow babble And a bunch of punch lines You probably won't get Or even use some big words That you'd have to look up But, I'm not a teacher So go ahead and close your book up I could tell a fairy tale so convincing And keep a straight face from beginning To happy ending I could waste 32 bars telling you how to live Knowing damn well I used mtv cribs for the blueprint I could bore you to death with my past relationships Or a little ditty bout Jack and Dianne Or I could go back to childhood Dig up them skeletons And spit them at you with a catchy hook Look, I could strike a nerve with some four letter words that'll make Richard Pryor proud
Or better yet, I could sing a jingle that'll contort and mingle Every single solitary letter in the alphabet ps. I love you =)
