Don't You Fake It...

I have nothing much to say but these words were playing in my head hence i had to fuckin get it out...No actually i never did or felt like writing the 1st line that way but i'm too fuckin lazy to actually backspace or even fuckin myspace right now...

Whatever poisons in this bottle will leave me broken, sore and stiff
But it's the genie at the bottom who I'm sucking at
So here's a present to let you know I still exist
I hope the next boy that you kiss has something terribly contagious on his lips
But I got a plan
To drink for forty days and forty nights
A sip for every second-hand tick
And every time you fed the line, you mean so much to me
I'm without you


SO GO AHEAD

Tell all the English boys you meet
About the Portuegese boy back at home
The Portuegese boy you used to date who would do anything you say
Tell all the English boys you meet
About the Portuegese boy back at home
The Portuegese boy you used to date who would do anything you say


Thank you very fuckin much and i'll try to continue this with more....

Now i feel like nothing....let's hope something come's by...

anyways fuck time at the moment cause time fuckin fucks you back hard all the time...

This tune just played really fuckin hard in my ears...can't help but figure out what tune or what song it's from....

i think it goes something like...trying pen out the words...hang in...
i just can't do it...i'll enjoy it for the moment then...

Again,
Thank you very fuckin much for reading till the end....