the only thing carrying me right now is great melody and the abscence of anything worth giving a damn about.
i know we're all sitting in our apartments contemplating the ever impossible "next move" so i'll make it easy for you.
the "next move" is always next. will we ever make it? i doubt it. we'll keep chewing shredded gum pretending it's tabacco playing songs from the 60's and thinking of past lives we never really lived.
how's that for the new era.
being young is good cause we got dreams, its only when we become everybody else, too old for those dreams to mean anything that we sit around happy at any little thing. oh man life.... life... too wrong for this cage.
nicholas cage... nicholas cafe... nick cage cafe, double americanos with a shot of gun pwder while Iris by the goo goo dolls plays while you add in you conair cream... no white rooms, just dance.
baby.... i need your loving... got to have all your loving
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