pop rocks and cherry cola, it gets colder when you're gone. we like getting drunk now, Jimmy flunked out, pants undone. internet scams and waist coats. we're just scapegoats, all too dumb. body paint and day glow. where do trends go when you're numb? when everybody wants to be somebody, they all care. and everybody wants to know themselves, we're too scared we're still figuring out... made for mass production. is it hard when you want more? was I made to function or create or just get bored?