Owreck (March Of The Vuvuzelas)
Lou Diamond
This past year I've been surrounded by
Neverending, potential sudden death
But as I punch my alarm each morning
I'll continue to greet it with a smile
And as I clean these tables
I find myself less able to function
Twenty-five more days until
I leave the place that I put myself in
Twenty-five more years until
We see if I made the right decision
It got into my head
I know you hate me
That I'm fucking lame
It got into my head
And I'm sorry that I dealt this
That I put you down
No matter what you say
I still think that I'm slum
That I did it wrong
No matter what I do
I can't just forget this
But I'll have to try
So I'll just lay here
And count the holes punched in my walls
And I'll be dreaming of being happy