four years,two months,one day, it doesnt matter where we go, fuck this shitty town.
I dont remember if I wanted more than this, there's not a damn thing in this city that I'll miss.
it's the begining of summer again, gearing up as fast as we can.
as I leave my worries behind, my father told me 'son,it is just a waste of time'.
driving around with a fucked up van, then we got stuck in marseille france,
while we wait for the car to be fixed, all we can do is scratch our fucking heads
is it worth it?, is it worth it?
to give up everything just to do this shit. we drove miles and miles away for a 20 minutes set
thank you for giving a fuck. blah blah blah blah sayonara