I don't like most of the lyrics that are pushed on the pre-teen scene - gobbled up by little minds who think it's the end-all-of-expressionism. And regardless of the song, it all seems to end with a party - or some major event going on tonight.
matter what's happened in the past... what mistakes I made... how I failed...
how someone else failed me. Because tonight I'm going to look amazing and
keep the beat pumpin'!
fail to realize the incredible short-sightedness of this vision.
tomorrow always comes. Daylight always creeps through closed
blinds. And the problems that existed the day before
are astonishingly still
It's a rite of
passage into maturity. Can you survive the bubble of implausible and
senseless thinking? Or will you sink into a shallow, stagnant pond of
let my kids be in the first category... please let my kids be in
the first category... please let my kids be in the first category...)