Texty:
Life Of Agony Monday

Yeah, sure, now you walk in You walk in now, four o'clock You're one hour late for dinner You know, the school called me today And told me, you'd been

Feels like a Friday night But it's only Monday afternoon Still there's a party goin' on in my livin' room It's just me and fifth of Beam Swayin' to the

Where have I been For Spine chilling dreams crossed our way Almost too late Nothing is safe from woe and agony This breakdown of thoughts Was a wing