Sunday morning, 5:53 AM. It's raining bullets outside; a thousand shots ricocheting through my throbbing head. I feel like bloody murder. No sleep.....No love....No way out.
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lose the backpack and start facing the crowd when you play guitar. slowly you'll start re-connecting w/reality.