Play that song again, another couple Klonopin. Everything is so far away, a copy of a copy of a copy. People never notice anything. A time to build up, a time to break down. Freedom to be a round peg in a square hole. All around me are familiar faces, worn out places, worn out faces. Ever tried. Ever failed. No matter. Try Again. Fail again. Fail better. Don't it always seem to go that you don't know what you've got 'til it's gone. L'enfer, c'est les autres! People talking without speaking, people hearing without listening. To the person in the Bell Jar, black and stopped as a dead baby, the world itself is a bad dream.
(Ok Go, Chuck Palahniuk, J.D. Salinger, The Byrds, Aldous Huxley, Gary Jules, Sam Beckett, Joni Mitchell, Jean-Paul Sartre, Simon and Garfunkel, Sylvia Plath)