Oh the streets of Grand Theft Auto San Andreas fill with smoke Doorbell rings I put my controller down and pick it up Shoot some things Later, the darkness hits reboot and the loneliness increases She said she'd come back home when I write my master's thesis Oh the hours I spent in the archives wearing cotton gloves Shuffling photos from the Ninette Sanatorium Halloween parties Emaciated ghosts hiding in those curtains' creases I'll let you haunt the world when I write my master's thesis No more marking first year papers No more citing sources So I left home Cried the bumpy ride to highway twenty-three Started west They'll be there to say that I don't to take their stupid test Greet me with banners and balloons And my hard drive smashed to pieces Nothing left for me to say when I write my master's thesis It's all gonna change when I write my master's thesis