. . . "they sing about the outskirts of the nighttime, when the lights go up & u might end up going home for bad sex with girls & boys you don't really want to be having sex with . they are more interested in the lows than the highs of drugs. they love a wrong relationship. because they are the children of utopian ravers, they understand the comedown better than the come up ."
how i love the tragically poetic portrayal of today's youth .
here's to wishin i had a time machine to zap me back to the summer of a few yester-years . . . ha . what am i sayin ?