I blow my load
Over the status quo
Here we go
—Queens of the Stone Age, “Smooth Sailing”
(I love this album)
Lies are a funny thing.
They slip through your fingertips because they never happened to you.
You think the worst of all is far behind.
The Vampyre of time and memories has died.
I speak, I breathe,
I’m alive - hooray!
You’re wrong again,
‘cause I feel no love.
Does anyone ever get this right?