the way i feel about you is insane the warm feeling sticks in my brain when i seen your face i smile and cant stop you make me feel like im walking on air
but when i come back down i know that you dont feel the same way about me witch cuts me up even in my dreams
to: that someone
Get wasted at partys, from 9 till 7 in the morning.
I live for the music, rollin’ blunts, feelin’ high, gettin’ loaded
- or take some pills and go to La La Land.
Spendin’ all my money on dope and extreme high price tickets.
But in the end, it’s all worth it.
I like to live in my own world. Fuck regular life! Fuck the ‘9-to-5’ job!
I’m totally enjoyin’ every moment, every hour, every minute.
Thats what I do at fridays and saturdays. Why should I take life so seriously?
I just want to do, what I like to do! Be far from reality, ‘cause I can’t stand society!
It’s my own world, I just want to hear the music.
I think the whole system fucking sucks.
everybody’s working their fucking ass up during the week,
getting totally fucking stressed out - So what’s wrong, and what’s right?
I live for the weekend, I live for hardstyles, I live for hardstyle baby!
lets go to where no one cares and pretty little buds will grow from busshes surrounding us, and when we sit down to eat our awsome nachos for afternoon tea well be sitting on pretty coloured mushaaboooms telling us to snapp themm, so wwe will and we will bake a big chocolate mud cake and put pretty things in it and munggg on it and itll be soo good. we will go to sleep and go to la la land and dutch up our heads :)
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