I'm not supposed to be able to speak clearly and decipher what's going on in the media. I'm supposed to be the typical amateur who's 22 and scared to death and can't believe he won the Olympics.
The miser starving his brother's body starves also his own soul and at death shall creep out of his great estate of injustice poor and naked and miserable.
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I stay way from that area and there's only so many songs you can write about love sex and death.
