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The Tweets Are Getting Shorter, But The Songs Are Still 4 Minutes Long. You're Coming Up With 140-character Zingers, And The Song Is Still 4 Minutes Long…i Realized About A Year Ago That I Couldn't Have A Complete Thought Anymore. And I Was A Tweetaholic. I Had Four Million Twitter Followers, And I Was Always Writing On It. And I Stopped Using Twitter As An Outlet And I Started Using Twitter As The Instrument To Riff On, And It Started To Make My Mind Smaller And Smaller And Smaller. And I Couldn't Write A Song.

I Went To My Library, Right? And I Started To Research The Bill Of Rights And I Did Not Technically Find Anything That Said All Americans Shall Eat Shrimp With Whoever They Like. But, I Found Some Things That Are Close Enough To Infer That I Am Within My Legal Rights To Enjoy Seafood With Whomever I Choose.

Welcome To The Real World, She Said To Me. Condescendingly. Take A Seat. Take Your Life. Plot It Out In Black And White.

In The Quest To Be Clever, I Completely Forgot About The People That I Love And That Love Me.