I had too much Nyquil and Vivarin again. Lost my stomach all over the place.
Everybody has goals, aspirations or whatever, and everybody has been at a point in their life where nobody believed in them.
Sporadic thoughts will pop into my head and I'll have to go write something down, and the next thing you know, I've written a whole song in an hour.
But no matter how many fish in the sea, itd be so empty without me.
I am whatever you say I am; if I wasn't, then why would you say I am.
Seize the moment and dont squander it. Cause you never know when it all could be over.