Saturday, April 22, 2006

Into Every Generation A Slayer Is Born

My girlfriend called me up, to say she'd had enough of me and unromantic gestures, she swore I don't deserve her! It's fine 'cause I can do better, I just need to write a letter, to a girl who lives in Sunnydale, return to sender "loser kid hotmail". Don't ask why, I don't care, I'm dumb and chasing dreams of her!

First met her at the bronze, she danced all night long with friends, before I suggested things to her, I started sweating all over. Some may say that I am obsessive, her walk is most impressive, not like the stupid girls I've had, she's the one I want so bad! That hot glare, her sweet side, I'd patrol with her until sunrise.

You'll never know if I'm there or not, divert my calls I will hang up, watch over your shoulder constantly, I can see you but you can't see me.

I suppose I could be your watcher, who better than your favorite stalker!? I have no super powers but I'd make you laugh, or maybe not! Let's go and see NFG and take my hand and talk to me, there's just so much I want to know, I'm listing places we could go.

Written by Chris Yeoman (Strength of one) - 5 years ago! (Punk song)

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