Let’s call the before times “The… It’s not what you know It’s who you know But after the social media It’s not who you know
It’s a modern miracle: With social media You can finally Have your fake And be it too
You bet your bottom dollar I’ll bet the bottom of my heart
The fog is so thick now We’re buried up to our necks in it Our bodies out of sight And out of mind Making the ground beneath our feet
The eternal flame at Al Gore’s tomb works like the light in a refriger… and only burns when you look at it
You wanted them all to yourself because they didn’t want anything to do with you and this is the sound of
If you’ve seen one mirror you’ve seen them all
Physically unscathed after a life of piracy he was forced to lean heavily on his emotional scarring
It’s when all the signs say Everything must go
My fellow Americans Where once we shared a collective… We called the will of the people That simultaneously tamed and expr… We have now regressed to the preci…
I have a prediction to make: We can’t predict the ending But when it’s all said and done Everything will seem obvious For example,
Can’t buy me love but you can buy me likes
Everyone thinks Vladimir and Estr… stay together because they’re both waiting for Godot when really it’s their mutual disdain for Wile E. Coyote
When I ask myself if I might be wrong, there’s a whole lot of red tape
I won’t rest ‘til O– prah puts me on the cover of her magazine