We lay asleep

Pushin’ foreign cars, I’m a certified star

The vampire at night,

They don’t get what you’re trying to say,

Do you know how it feels to be made fun of repeatedly?

Excuse me,

If I had to use one word to describe my first love

V doesn't need to press the detonator on Parliament, It's already crumbling; the pillars of it's institution are falling, democracy is dying, disorderly conduct is rising, The Bullingdon Boy is tantruming, he wants his own way, a ruined economy for his autonomy.

The end.

If you get offended when I say happiness is a choice,

By March or April everyone at school was begging for summer

Over a year since our promise