posted especially for you and yours, here's some stupid pop-punk (and i mean that in the best way possible). juvenile lyrics and nasal vocals make merry with driving, get-off-your-ass-and-dance guitar swanglin' hooks (swangles for all). take these two doses of empty, cheek-suckin' sugar smacks and call no one the next morning.
menacingly caressing the "DO NOT PRESS" button
