The music I write, I feel, is not the kind of music for a 25-year-old.
Savor the throne, but don't mind the stool.
Networking is rubbish; have friends instead.
The finer things I feel in me, the golden dance life could be.
What selfish seeds I plant along the way, black harvest today.
While you see a chance take it, find romance, fake it, because it's all on you.