I’ll be in the front row when it all implodes.

August 4, 2011

I really wish I could meet you one day, Joey. Maybe we’d get to talking and find out we have some things in common. I mean, all I’d ever expect and hope for is an autograph. But I can’t think that every verse I relate to isn’t for anything.  Music gets through to me more than any person ever could.

“They say the world’s coming to an end.
Now everybody got a complaint.
Everybody tryna live like they some kind of saint.”

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