mister macho man

is this true? is it late? are all these cans really empty? tomorrow holds the answers, tonight holds the paralysis. my disco heartbeat and your stuttering attention. light up them tires, boy. influenced by granite. when do i get some cereal? shit. why do i pretend you care? why do i want that certificate of authenticity with our names on it? why am i afraid of my own life? synthetic appreciation from sin city, distant taste of cheap cigarettes smoked on deserted park benches. my false breakdown a distant disaster. i could be quiet forever.