Lletres: Karate. In Place Of Real Insight. New Martini.

I used to know this boredom-potential asleep. I can't feel the rain until it cuts across my cheek. But I must get paid. I've got to get that check. Let me sign my name before I lose it. Let me write this down before i...i can't remember, but I can't forget. I stole this from some writer. I'd have to go and check a book I never read, but the words had that effect. Yeah, i must get paid. I've got to get that check. Let me sign my name before i lose it. Let me write this down before...