I'm never coming back. I'm never giving in. I'll never be the shine in your spit. . I disconnect the act. I disconnect the dots. I disconnect the me in me.
yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah. yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah. yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah. yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah. yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah. yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah.
Kerouac used to walk these roads. (I know he did, I know he did). Miles of type strewn behind him, so. (I know how to live, he knew how to live). . Throw the I-Ching for a perfect dream.