Runaway Brother
Onett
La, ladada, ladadadaThe mess that is my basement: a reflection of my brain. And I won't defragment it unless I feel the urge to. It's so hard to catch a break without sawing off an arm or leg; I've sawed off all my limbs to stop the cancer. You lovebirds always sing along, fighting the negativity of what's wrongand I, the pessimist, will never understand. I admire you, I really do. La, ladada, ladadaI am way too shy, it's something I've been working on. Have you noticed? I've been working on being more of a douche, 'cause that's what girls like. (I haven't noticed.) I don't think I can stoop to that. And they sing, "La, ladada, ladada"
From Letras Mania