10.09.01 - 2:42 am
"in a haze these days i pull up to the stoplight i can feel that something's not right i can feel that someone's blasting me with hate and bass sending dirty vibes my way cause my great great great great grandad made someone's great great great great grandaddy slaves it wasn't my idea it wasn't my idea it never was my idea i just drove to the store for some preparation h" -from the song Rockin' the Suburbs, by Ben Folds
