August 2010
I say the sun don’t shine forever
And everything that glitter ain’t gold
I say love don’t love forever
Oh, and everything that’s new gets old
Sometimes we try to find a road to the riches, need roadside assistance
Blisters on my knees from beggin’ for forgiveness
Ain’t no dollars on my trees, but mileage on my feet
Cut school, sell crack, sorry...
Right now
I’m taking a poop.
You can play the scenario over and over again in your head, but until it actually happens, you don’t really know what you’ll do. So I want you to think, really think; what would happen if the person you were in love with, the person you were out with, hooked up with some one else in front of your face? Would you really walk over and hit them, or would your feet be glued to the ground...
Poison by Man In Space →
A few guys from Dizzy Balloon created a side project last December called Man in Space. All things great happen in California, like them and Dizzy Balloon only playing shows there -_-
