You've been forewarned of the shake-shakedown. Opinions stamped on the pulp of the tabloid newsstand. Gossip that's stacked at your door. . You swallowed the last of free MA.
His head was a city. Of paper buildings. And the echoes that remain. Of old friends and lovers. Their features bleeding. Together in his brain, oh. And once it started it was harder to tell them apart, oh.