Helluva good time

Spring Broken

SPRING BREAK BITCHES!!!!! TIME FOR ME TO GET FUCKING WILD!!!!!!!

Is what I would say if I didn't have to work, but here I am, in a van with my coworkers. What makes it worse is Blitzø singing along to a song on the radio. Very badly might I add.

Blitzø: I love this song! You were a spicy little- uh- Demon with the- uh- bleach blonde haaaair!

(This is the song if anyone wants to listen to it)

Poor Mustang Dong. Loona is annoyed, Moxxie is covering his ears, but sweet Millie just sticks her head out the window like a cute pupper.

Y/N: Blitz your singing is going to take years off my afterlife, stop.

Blitzø: Well EXCUSE me! If you think my beautiful singing is SO horrible, then why don't you bless us with your heavenly voice? Loonie, take the wheel.

This bitch lets go of the wheel and crosses his arms, prompting a surprised Loona to take the wheel. Heh, Jesus take the wheel. Shaking my head, I flip through radio stations until I find something from my time as a human. 

Y/N: Ah shit, here we go. 

Y/N: Broadway is black like a sinkhole
Everyone raced to the suburbs
And I'm on the rooftop with curious strangers
This is the oddest of summers
Maybe I'll medicate, maybe inebriate
Strange situations, I get anxious
Maybe I'll smile a bit, maybe the opposite
But pray that they don't call me thankless

My tell-tale heart's a hammer in my chest
Cut me a silk-tied tourniquet

This is my roaring, roaring 20's
I don't even know me
Roll me like a blunt, 'cause I wanna go home
Roll me like a blunt, 'cause I wanna go home
My roaring, roaring 20s
I don't even know me
Roll me like a blunt, 'cause I wanna go home
Roll me like a blunt, 'cause I want, I wanna go home

Oscars and Emmy's and Grammy's
Everyone here is a trophy
And I'm sipping bourbon
The future's uncertain
The past on the pavement below me
Maybe I'll elevate, maybe I'm second rate
So unaware of my status
Maybe I'm overjoyed, maybe I'm paranoid
Designer me up in straight jackets

My tell-tale heart's a hammer in my chest
Cut me a silk-tied tourniquet

This is my roaring, roaring 20's
I don't even know me
Roll me like a blunt, 'cause I wanna go home
Roll me like a blunt, 'cause I wanna go home
My roaring, roaring 20s
I don't even know me
Roll me like a blunt, 'cause I wanna go home
Roll me like a blunt, 'cause I want, I wanna go home

Y/N and Moxxie: Hallucinations only mean that your brain is on fire
If it's Lord of the Flies in my mind tonight
I don't know if I will survive
Lighters up if you're feelin' me
Fade to black if you're not mine
'Cause I just need a sign, or a signal inside

Y/N, Moxxie, Millie: This is my roaring, roaring 20s
I don't even know me
Roll me a blunt 'cause I wanna go home
Roll me a, roll me a blunt

Y/N: This is my roaring, roaring 20s
I don't even know me
Roll me like a blunt 'cause I wanna go home
Roll me like a blunt 'cause I want, I wanna go home

I wanna go home

Y/N, Moxxie, Millie: Oh oh oh woah
Oh oh oh woah

Y/N: I wanna go home