empty home

Written by: westley newcomb

 want to tell my life story in so many words 
I ma speak in my rhymes even if I have too slur
 my life is hard but i am still living up to my dreams
 I have to move so many new faces to be seen,

 I have too pack my bags and gather up my cloths,
 my life is rough but I have to go,
 i am tired of this i am tired of people asking my name,
 its Westley switch and I am bringing the game,
 straight out of the glory back where I came,
 new school to go I be the definition of the word pain

, im not just a skater kid im not just a punk,
 im just a kid living in a world, full of junk,
 smoking trees drinking booze
 what the heck I have nothing to loose
 bring my life down you know what i like how that sound 

haha you thought I was a emo kid right?
 your wrong my life is change and all my problems been sloved 
my life been rough but it been turn all around even though I have to move
 I still have a frown up side down,

 the hardest part about this is saying goodbye to my friends
 I thought this well be my home an I stay till the end,
 I guess I was wrong I guess they wasn't bluffing 
I better hurry up I better get to the packing

 dont worry yaw im use to this, yea right duck this switch
 stop the packing and get to the running, i'll live off of McDonalds 24/7
 when I hit 24 I be fatter then ever hit the scales going to say error,
 but this isn't going to be me 
"my name is Westley and i am going to be living up to my dreams!"