"Why you look so tired?
Lets have some fun
I feel wired
And the nights still young.
Lets fuck up this place!
Break windows, tag the walls
Never show our face
But show 'em who's got the balls"
Leave the place at six
After we bomb up the hell
laugh our asses off
till we hear someone yell
Run like fuck
do the routine
"run, jump, hide, duck"
still laughing like fiends.
We don't wanna go
make the place look devoured
one problem though;
School starts in under an hour.
We fucked the place up,
so now we leave
Wave to some familiar faces
then watch as they grieve.
We were so fucking tired,
but it was fun
when we were wired
and the night was still young
"I can't believe we fucking got them"
we all say to eachother
Walking, talking, spit some phlegm
There we walked, the Graffiti Brothers.
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The world is such an ugly place
A mother locked her son inside a Cuban Hotel
And then she released an army of butterflies into the room
-FLCL Issue 2-
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The world is such an ugly place
A mother locked her son inside a Cuban Hotel
And then she released an army of butterflies into the room
-FLCL Issue 2-
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