god I hate poets
fukin lil wordsmiths
moving this word here to there
replacing that word with this
to see if it makes a difference
IT DOESN'T
You see me now the veteran of a thousand psychic wars if I may cop some BS. A free man then if I should avoid copyright violation. The fuck do I care? All is lost. Want some?
I do not mind, honestly I don't. I can be sorry if I made anyone feel bad, but that's sorry for the feelings, not my actions. I have not acted with ill intent I do avere. Apologies all around. Slow burn; I'm impressed at my own wherewithal not to vomit. How long lord, how long? Long enough to reach the ground. Who's fault is it that I wore out my welcome? Not sorry for that either. I made some good money while sabotaging the fortress of sick. Freeman says, why do I care where the line wraps? Slave to form. My god what form. Appreciating Mr. Zevon this hot moment. Ran through The Clash, see if my recommendation to S was any good, banco de gaia 'cuz I paid for it and han't listened yet and now 'Enjoy Every Sandwich'. I believe my recommendation was good. My electronica leanings are well satisfied, tasty eastern touches and fat pads. Now Warren, what can I say. Tom Petty, Bruce Springsteen... were these all recorded after he died? 'Cuz I got nuthin on them, they got nuthin on him. Fucking poets.