Give form to the passing World. Freeways are a drama.
Music is your only friend until the end...
Time to live, time to lie, time to laugh, and time to die. Take it easy baby. Take it as it comes.
No one gets out of here alive.
[...] My wild words slip into fusion and risk losing the solid ground. So stranger, get wilder still. Probe the highlands.
I want to have my kicks before the whole shithouse goes up in flames.