The Worst Pain In The World Is

This World Is Bullshit. And You Shouldn't Model Your Life — Wait A Second — You Shouldn't Model Your Life About What You Think That We Think Is Cool And What We're Wearing And What We're Saying And Everything. Go With Yourself. Go With Yourself.

I Want To Move Back To The East Coast. I Like Venice, But L.a. Is Ugly. I Would Kill Myself If I Had To Look Out The Window And See Some Places In L.a. Every Day.

I Don't Care What People Do. I Don't Care How People Remember My Albums. I Do Them For My Own Reasons.

My Derring-do Allows Me To Dance The Rigadoon Around You But By The Time I'm Close To You I Lose My Desideratum.

The Early Cars Already Are Drawing Deep Breaths Past My Door. And Last Night's Phrases Sick With Lack Of Basis Are Still Writhing On My Floor.