Burn The Louvre, And Wipe Your Ass

The Weather Today Is Partly Angry, Leading To Resignation And Ultimatums.

As An Artist You Organize Your Life So That You Get A Chance To Paint, A Window Of Time, But That's No Guarantee You'll Create Anything Worth All Your Effort. You're Always Haunt By The Idea You're Wasting Your Life.

You Could Stab A Knife Right Through My Heart And You'd Be Too Late.

The Lower You Fall, The Higher You'll Fly. The Farther You Run, The More God Wants You Back.

Still, It's Nice To Have One Person Who Knows All Your Secrets.