Jul 23, 2004 17:53
Nineteen ninety eight looked great on
plain white paper on the fiftieth plane to champaign.
But to tell you the truth,
if I had a chance to kill it,
I'd pick it up and take it and shake it and
kiss it to death.
There's something inside like a conscience
that says "You're painting floors while
your pals are renaming the stars
get up get up and go do what you started
if you want to be a martyr, try harder."
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And I will talk about this year,
if there was something to talk about.
And you sell and you sell with your heart
so you can make a few bucks and lose a few friends.
And this is the stuff that makes you.
And it will be the same that breaks you.
Move on get on with your life,
it's pointless to play if you don't get paid