Everywhere in vans and behind garage doors, a
hospice ward of all the kids we know foregoing
student loans to watch the joints play catch up
with bored. set life supports, prepare to deport.
these are the years that scatter the young into
doctors and drunks. so we take such sweet speed.
the best it could be is life work free. it's the
allergies of labor again, and the hourly wages
can't save us finances be damned. anywhere in
bands. we're gone once the summer hits gone to
feel the elegance of fuel and transit and sleep
and the terror of streets as the rumble strips
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young into doctors and drunks. why did this storm
wait so long on us. safe to say i'm never going
home to live the way i was before. waiting for my
life to implode with the sheer force of the
workforce. safe to say i'm never going home to
live the way i was before, fucked up on the coming
storm of credit reports and cash withdrawals. so
them we'll go if fortune exists farther than at
home on the open road where the small experience
grows . we'll go