Straight to My Chest

I was just at Jonathan’s house waiting for a soiree,
we’ve been waiting all day for something like this,
we got ourselves changed, and when we were finished, o boy was it strange,
Marco, Jonathan, and Mikee waited for a while,
tried to kill time one way or another,
and so they watched Pearl Harbor,
Pae, Rois, and Kyle would join them, and I had to do something

And I can count it on and on
But the seconds I try to kill
Just won’t die any faster, hand me a blaster
‘Cause I’ve been sitting here and I am still

Waiting for the girls, feeling bored
In this living room, and I feel ignored
I feel this boredom like a little sword
Straight to my chest, straight to my chest
To my chest, to my chest,
Straight to my chest, straight to my chest
To my chest, to my chest,
Straight to my chest, straight to my

Then I was at the piano with Miggy, Liam, RA, and Josh,
and I needed to push the keys so hard, and with the strength of my lungs,
and every word that we sang was on the tip of our tongues,
and we would’ve sung and played until that piano would break,
Jonathan’s mom came and said that we sounded great,
more songs were played, and more noises made,
and after all of that, we still had to wait

And I can count it on and on
But the minutes I try to kill
Just won’t die any faster, hand me a blaster
‘Cause I’ve been trying my best just sitting still

And I can count it on and on
But the hours I try to kill
Just don’t die any faster, hand me a blaster
‘Cause I’ve been dying here, and I’ve lost my will