Second Wind

I wanna live again be an ageless punk Have meaningless sex before I get too drunk I wanna dance on the hood of a 'Luxury car' Right after a fight at the neighborhood bar All my friends in a frenzy Black spots in the memory Drinking a handle thru a bottle of Pepsi I wanna live again I wanna rage till dawn Waking up unsure of what drug's I was on I wanna make out and take shots from the body of every girl in the place who think's I'm a 'Hottie' Let me surf on the crowd Scream a kareoke jam something real heavy so every body can Slam Breathing and sweting at a random wedding Lip-locked with the 'Bridesmaid" before the Sun~is~setting I wanna live again I wanna risk it all Exist on the edge and intentionaly fall I wanna jump out of plane's and wrestle with gators Sleep with the enemy as a personal favor I'll take (1)for the team another shot-for-the-road What ever it takes to stop feeling olde No more sleep "I can rest when I'm dead" From now on it's just SEX every where but the bed From the ceiling to the wall gunna 'Moon~Walk' till I fall Add a twist to my fixations and formulate a close call...