When it is, I will blast this song inside my house. It'll be in a loop, of course. So when an hour passes, everybody will know the words perfectly.
But then when everyone's packed and I'm the last one out, It'll be hazy and sunny. The living room, seemingly roomier than ever before, will reek of perfume and moldy pizza. The rays of light refract in the dusty living room, and I'll be sitting on that retro diseased couch, reflecting on what i've done for the past school year, and eventually conjure up 2 things. I don't know what yet, but I don't want to think about it now.
I need to get out of here.