Rushlan's song

Shala-la-la-la! You have your dreams spread out Time's running out, and you know that feeling Butterflies for the wrong reasons Stress pans out and you're done daydreaming Shala! la-la-la! Your head is screaming Your mouth is shut How is it that you've glutted down so much pain And not a single note you've managed to clutch You wish to vomit Maybe with some blood on it So others can sympathize and see it as a metaphor to maybe just empathize with your made up tough life and your songs about your love life Shala! la-la-la! Your dad's done waiting on your money Your girlfriend's gone, and you're as bitter as
that green tea and honey If blues is meant to be a struggle, This is it! A failed endeavor And bloated thought bubbles! Mid-night snacking! You smoke! You finish a pack and You sit down but you still choke! Shala! Shala! La-la-la! You have your dreams spread out Time's running out, and you know that feeling Butterflies for the wrong reasons Stress pans out and you're done daydreaming