Now what you've done to my world
That proverbial river must often have crowded banks
It's hard to reimagine something that is already perfect.
Are we drunk on morning dew?
It's Friday the 13th
Can't take it with you when you're gone
RIP Daniel Johnston
Like shards of glass inside a chewy bit of bubblegum
We Intend To Cause Havoc
But you can drown when you're shallow
It's not always pink frosting and sunshine.
All we do is get screwed up by other people's flaws
My punk rock damage is done
Feel the beat get existential
A final hollering for Labor Day