This is something a little different.....I can't wait to move the hell out of my house....got like two months to go and I'm gone...


I can't f*ckin' think
too many distractions
makes me wish all mankind
would just perish
An antisocial curse I try
to evade, but only grows worse
Oh God help me

So I box myself in a room
jam to some good music
and ignore the annoying wails
of family, a few friends, and
the rest of the world
Though the sun shines outside
it's always raining on the inside

I glance at the window some more
and still only see silhouettes of trophies
when I played baseball as a kid
but those glory days have long passed
as the CD changes to a new track
I'll never get over myself
as I try to hold in every insult
and stupid gestures
The only thing I can do
is ball my fist and prevent
catastrophic blows to the wall

F*ck, they turned up the television,
again, drowning out my music, so I get up
from the bed and raise the volume
another unavoidable family feud
just another month or two, I'll be gone
cutting off all ties
and live in solitude, and silence
never being noticed
Vivamus mea Lesbia, atque amemus,
rumoresque senum seueriorum
omnes unius aestimemus assis!