I couldn't care less.
Movies.

"They never rent quality flicks".

I don't remeber the word, but I still remember the way it feels.

I don't remember your face, but I still remember the way you are.

What if we rhyme it.

What if?

I love this city dead, with the cars choked. People defaced. They never see. How many times do I have to scream to open your eyes?

Really, am I a prophet here?

Ever since I started answering the questions others asked, I could never stop. Never thought about it before. I invented them. People. Answers.

A car crashes right against the hip-bones. Soulless metal against a living being. Guess who wins?

God usually does.

He just throws us back to DOS.

Nah, sorry, pal, but I don't need to be reastarted. I need a couple of movies and a touch.

Nothing extraordinary.

Choice.

SMS.

Movies.