Take the opening and closing lines of an album and string them together.
>Are my ribbons tied is my hair in place, have I got a cute expression on my face?
>For I'm not the man I used to be - now, I'm one of them.
>you treat me like a nurse in your arms
>because we know you can't help it
>Wouldn't it be nice if we were older
Then we wouldn't have to wait so long
And wouldn't it be nice to live together
In the kind of world where we belong
>Could I ever find in you again
The things that made me love you so much then
Could we ever bring 'em back once they have gone
Oh, Caroline no
HOLY SHIT :(
>we hear you're leaving, that's ok
>I fear the monkey in your soul
> Mercury Falling
> See Mercury Falling...
>In the mind of no one
>YOU'RE NOT LISTENING, I SAID "STOOOOOOOOOP."
>"At some point, it stops."
how have I never noticed this