שיר קטן שכתבתי לי בשיעור מטימטיק:
Seven days a week sitting in my home
its hard and boring and im fucking alone
Mom is screaming "clean up this shit"
dedy is trying not to hit
maybe but maybe i'll run away
maybe oh maybe i'll try to stay
no metter what i'll deside to do
i will always stay with you
Going to shcool once again
Sitting in the classroom dreaming of fame
Hollywood is behind the classroom's wall
this ciggarat is stuk inside my soul
maybe but maybe i'll run away
maybe oh maybe i'll try to stay
no metter what i'll deside to do
i will always stay with you