All bluster and four-letter words
He takes the room by storm
The possibility that someone might actually care
“Does he feel?”
It’s the feelings that he fears
Passing through them he avoids
As highs and booze and sex and cruise
Build barriers blocking those roads
And he travels on
Leaving wreckage in his wake
Until crash and burn day
and then it’s all burnbabyburn
burn. baby. burn.
- Can’t Sit Still!
- Virtual is Reality