It starts with my thing,
A glass of wine,
I didn’t even drink, but had to try.
I did this crime,
I’m covered in slime,
that dried up in due time.
(All I want)
Wine is a valuable thing.
Watch me drink it while my mood shifts and swings.
I wank it, till the end of the day.
Clock ticks, I cry away.
(It’s so surreal)
Didn’t look down below.
I hit the ceiling and the window.
Vision blurry, I didn’t even know.
Wasted my time just to “let it go.”
I kept it all inside and even though I cried, it still broke my heart.
Why I meant to drink, when I eventually sink, my memory of my crime when
I cried so much
And wanked so hard.
In the end, it didn’t even splatter.
I felt so small,
I want to bawl.
In the end, it didn’t even splatter.
I can't believe no one realised this is a linkin park parody.
