05.16.02 :: 3:27 pm

Even just sitting here quietly, the Gestapo tunes into me like she's got radar installed where human parts used to be.

She's the electric fence.

She's the black box recorder.

You know when you see her, you're in trouble.


No drinking for me tonight. I can barely keep my eyes open. Oh, who am I kidding? It's a ROCK SHOW.

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