I'm seventeen.
I'm not like anyone you've ever met.
I drink like there's no tomorrow.
I laugh every chance I get.
Music is like Heaven to me.
I make your mom jokes too often.
I don't know what the fuck this site is.

I think we're running out of alcohol tonight, I hate this fucking town.
And all my best friends will be the death of me, but they won't ever remember.
So please take me far away, before I melt into the ground, and all my words get used against me.