John K. Samson - When i write my masters thesis

^EOh the streets of Grand Theft Auto San Andreas^A fill with smoke ^EDoorbell rings I put my controller down and^A pick it up,^E shoot some things

^C#Later, the darkness hits re^Aboot and the loneliness inc^Ereases ^C# She said she'd come back ^Ahome when I write my master's ^Ethesis

^EOh the hours I spent in the archives wearing ^Acotton gloves ^EShuffling photos from the night at Sana^Atorium ^EHalloween

^C#parties Emaciated g^Ahosts hiding in those curtains' c^Ereases ^C# I'll let you haunt the ^Aworld when I write my master's ^Ethesis

^ANo more ^C#marking ^Efirst year ^Apapers ^AbmNo more ^C#citing s^Eources (sources....) So ^EI left home Cried the bumpy ride to highway ^Atwenty-three ^EStarted west ^EThey'll be there to say that I don't ^Aneed to take their ^Estupid test ^C#Greet me with banners and ba^Alloons And my hard drive smashed to ^Epieces C# A E (E,C#,B,E,C#) Nothing left for me to say when I write my master's thesis ^C# It's all gonna ^Achange when I write my master's ^Ethesis