The Chunks Of America

Hanging around all the wrong friends
Wasting my life away this needs to come to an end
Before I spit on my own grave
Look what I've become, there's nothing much I can save
Before I completely spoil
These so called friends I have, not nearly loyal
Don�t live up to expectations
Self loathing conceited peoples fixations

About themselves
They only care about themselves
Inside their minds there's dying cells
They only care about themselves

I think i've finally found out
Who my true friends are and what true friendships about
Over the previous summer
I found my two best friends, dumb and dumber
First comes a girl named Slothy
Hangs out at Rams Horn, drinking her coffee
Then along came the G Spot
Intelligence level high? No I think not

They make me
Completely happy
Just to be me
They see what I see

Playing tennis for the first time
We sucked so much, couldn�t hit it in between the lines
Then that day came I won the bet
You were my slave, I know i'll never forget
How that started our friendship
So much in common, I knew that we had to fit
Watching movies late at night
My first true friend, everything seemed so right

Late at night I was so drunk
I told you all about my latest funk
You helped me get through all the shit
Late at night we'd talk and I'd sit
Right by you, you told me everything
The one thing that true friendship brings
I'm so glad I met both of you
Without you, I wouldn�t know what to do
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