February 2012
4 tags
Counting all my relevant friends
Well this keeps coming up again and again
If everybody knows how it’s gonna end
Why doesn’t someone stop me
Because I’m sick of waking up on your floor For the 6th or 7th night in a row
I’m lying next to you in all of my clothes
Someone stop me?
Anonymous asked: When da fiddle hits da ground, all da bitches go round and round. I said all da bitches go round and round. And da fiddle hits da ground, da dusty ground. Dusty dusty ground. Aw yeah dusty ground.
