Force Vomit - Johnny Levitate

Johnny he hates Mondays
And he's thinking of a ride
Johnny bought a ticket and he'll be gone for the night
He screams about, sometimes you'll hear
He shouts too much, his whisper's near
He twists, oh too loud
And I'm Johnny
I'm not coming home
A-ha
A-ha
A-ha
Johnny steps in the room
And he turns on all the lights
Bombshell under cover
And he said "I'll fix you right"
He screams about, sometimes you'll hear
He shouts too much, his whisper's near
He twists, oh too loud
And I'm Johnny
I'm not coming home
A-ha
A-ha
A-ha
Stand up to life
Thirst quenched all night
Have two good marks, oh Johnny
I'm Johnny
Johnny resides in the room
Gazing at aims in his life
The last strings that he pulls
Turns to half-blue silver eyes
He took his plight, his vision's dead
He shook his heart, his feeble grave
Good night mom and dad
I'm Johnny, I'm not coming home

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Force Vomit

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