"There is this thing that's like fucking except you don't fuck. Back in the day, it just went without saying at all. All the world's history gradually dying of shock... There is this thing that's like talking except you don't talk... you Sing. You Sing. Sing for the bartender, Sing for the janitor, Sing. Sing for the camera, Sing for the animals, Sing. Sing for the children shooting the children, Sing. Sing for the teachers who told you that You couldn't Sing... just Sing. There is this thing keeping everyone's lungs and lips locked... it is called fear and it's seeing a great renaissance. After the show, you can not-Sing wherever you want; but for now let's just pretend we're all gonna get bombed, so Sing. Sing 'cause it's obvious, Sing for the astronauts, Sing. Sing for the president, Sing for the terrorists, Sing. Sing for the soccer team, Sing for the janjaweed, Sing. Sing for the kid with the phone who refuses to Sing... Just Sing. Life is no cabaret, we don't care what you say... we're inviting you anyway. You motherfuckers, you'll Sing someday. (You motherfuckers, you'll Sing someday!)" - Dresden Dolls, "Sing" ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Restless. Can't sleep. Exhausted. Awake. No caffeine... Why? Fragmented thoughts. Percocet. No help. Addiction? Impossible. ? CracKnuckle. Nervous Thoughts. Hunger? Techno music. Notebooks. Tears. No Poetry Tonight. Take it all in. Chemical.fix.yourself.