I´ve got this secret that noone really knows. If wimpness is a potion then I got a heavy dose. People think I´m a loser and a bore. But in my home I´m hard to the core.
I´m drinking in my room and I´m surfing on the net. Acting macho and the keyboard´s getting wet. This room is my playgroud where I set the tone. In here a dork can be bad to the bone.
I KICK THE CAT AND I LIGHT `EM UP. POURING VODKA INTO MY SODA POP. I CRANK UP THE STEREO TO UPSET MY DAD. BUT OUTSIDE THIS HOUSE NOONE KNOWS I´M BAD.
I wear my leather when the door is locked. And dreams of stealing girls from that football jock. Guess I have to stick with my girlie mag. And let everyone think that I´m a fag.
I KICK THE CAT AND I LIGHT `EM UP. POURING VODKA INTO MY SODA POP. I CRANK UP THE STEREO TO UPSET MY DAD. BUT OUTSIDE THIS HOUSE NOONE KNOWS I´M BAD.
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