"This is your life, and it's ending one minute at a time"- Fight Club
"Our Father, who art in a penthouse sits in his 37th floor. He allows me to stand and solicite graffiti. Yes, ask me. Go ahead. Ask me. Ask me if I care, I've got the answer here, i wrote it down somewhere; i just gotta find it. It's not fate; it's just circumstance, i don't fool myself with romance. I just live phone number to phone number dusting up against my thighs. And I rub my eyes wishing i could cry more and care less, yes. its true; i was trying to love someone again but i was caught caring, bearing weight. Everybody that takes the elevator down better put more than change in our cup, or else we...are coming...up."