I don't want to go to parties and I don't want the drag rats on my couch but I don't have the strength to push them into all of the other rooms. Dear lord, I'm in labor. Oh my god, I think my water broke as I'm watching the whole cast in front of me as they turn into smoke.
I see you, and you see me and I know what your thinking. I can't believe the way they go from meth to milkshakes and from donuts to DMT, and I don't want to be a square or anything but hey guys some of this %#@! seems awful crazy. I see you and you see me and I know that you can't believe the rate things happen and we all know progression is something we are lacking. I try and take back the strength but I never really had it and if you crave attention like I do then take your heart out and just $#&@ing stab it. I'm calling your name by force of habit. Drag Rats.