Gatorade
Parody of Evanescence's "Tourniquet"
By Amanda and Mark during English class when Mrs. A was telling us about how "Quotes are like people! They get lonely! You need to take them out… let them meet new people! They need to make friends!" or something like that ((and the last two lines of the first verse by Rissa-chan!))
I tried to break my horn
But did not succeed (I couldn't)
I hate this band and if I don't quit
I'm going to hurt myself
I'm marching; feet dying; they're bleeding; he's screaming
"Get your horn into the box!
Into the box!"
I need my Gatorade
Or I'll die of a heat stroke
I need my Gatorade
Or I'll die of a heat stroke
I can't remember sets
I'm always off
At UIL I forgot when we had to step off
I'm marching; feet dying; they're bleeding; I'm screaming
"Is it too late to drop out?
Is it too late?"
I need my Gatorade
Or I'll die of a heat stroke
I need my Gatorade
Or I'll die of a heat stroke
((I'm gonna diiiie!))
I need my Gatorade
Or I'll die of a heat stroke
I need my Gatorade
Or I'll die of a heat stroke
My feet cry for rest
My horn cries for destruction
Will I be denied rest
Gatorade
Or will I die
This is the first time that Mark has had anything to do with my account… he's one of my friends that I sit next to in English class, and we write a lot of stuff when we get bored… he had this one story about Mr. BunBuns… **blink** Never mind. Oh yeah, he's in Rissa's band and plays percussion ((pit during marching season))
Next on the EVANESCENCED INTO INSANITY CD: Six Hours