Oh, the streets of Grand Theft Auto: San Andreas fill with smoke
The doorbell rings
I put my controller down, and pick it up
Shoot some things
Later, the darkness hits reboot and the loneliness increases
She said she'd come back home when I write my master's thesis
Oh, the hours I spent in the archives wearing cotton gloves
Shuffling
Photos from the Ninette Sanatorium
Halloween
Parties, emaciated ghosts hiding in those curtains' creases
I'll let you haunt the world when I write my master's thesis
No more marking first-year papers
No more citing sources
So I left home, cried the bumpy ride to Highway 23
Started west
They'll be there to say that I don't need to take
Their stupid test
Greet me with banners and balloons and my hard drive smashed to pieces
Nothing left for me to say when I write my master's thesis
It's all gonna change when I write my master's thesis