(c) Danielle K. Fluster
August 30th, 2001 ~ September 1st, 2001
Genre: alternative
My whole life I've been alone
Tried runnin' away from home
Didn't work out in the end
'Cause I just went around the bend
Then I came back
I got in the sack
I sat on a tack
Oh well
Chorus:
People ask how I make it
Then they turn around and break it
Why?
Why?
The rug was never pulled out from under me
I've been sittin' on the cold floor, you see
Ever since I was a child
You get used to it after a while
My dad's somewhere
In a Mazurati
With some hottie
Spendin' all her money
Who gives?
Chorus
W-h-y-i-i?
W-h-y-i-i?
Chorus
