Round Kid - Buck-O-Nine

Two lovers are having their fight again

They’re tired of saying good-bye

Standing on the beachside

Listening to the feet of the passers

On the sidewalk there

Don’t make me part of your life again

Cause i’m tired of saying good-bye

Ridding on my skateboard

Knocking all the pretty boys in my way

I’m just a round kid

Causing mass hysteria

And i know something nobody knows

You ask me if i’m real or not

But what is real or not

Am i completely right

Or am i just lost and misguided

There is something you ouhta know

What is real or not

That there is nothing wrong

So don’t tell me i need any counseling