PUNK meets PERFECT (Michael Clifford) ''He was working at the record shop , I would kiss him in the parking lot Tasting like cigarettes and soda pop He would tell me I was beautiful ,Sneaking in the neighbor's swimming pool Yeah, he taught me how to break the rules....'' - Brooklyn Rivera What happens with punk meets...
"They say you're past help" He came forward then and grabbed the tops of my arms, pinning my back up against the wall. His face inches from mine, his eyes dark as he looked at me "Maybe I am, is that a problem for you?" "You're insane" He chuckled "Maybe I am insane...But maybe Insanity is just the beginning" ...
