After Long Enough, Everyone In The World

This Deluded Little Rube Who Really Thought The Future Would Be Any Better. If You Just Worked Hard Enough. If You Just Learned Enough. Ran Fast Enough. Everything Would Turn Out Right, And Your Life Would Amount To Something.

Here In Your Mind You Have Complete Privacy. Here There's No Difference Between What Is And What Could Be.

Everyone Has Something Wrong. And For A While, Her Heart Just Sort Of Flat Lined.

It's Pathetic How We Can't Live With The Things We Can't Understand. How We Need Everything Labeled And Explained And Deconstructed.

The Things You Used To Own, Now They Own You.