Seems like yesterday, we were just little boys in a van, racing around this country trying to leave a shit stain in every little city and club we parked in.

“It’s too much to do on my own,

My friends I need you now.
I’m sorry that I wrecked that tour for us,
Drugs, left me freaking out on the bus.
Snapping into Slim Jims,
out to save some souls.
If I can’t do my job,
my god, what am I even here for.

I want to be back in the van,
where evil never wouldn’t or couldn’t or should ever understand.
Back in the van,
it’s saving, with their outrageous grandstand.” -Say Anything “Sorry Dudes,My Bad”