Stuck deep in sand somewhere along the border of Elgin AFB in Western Florida. I could survive for days in these conditions, though I'd really prefer not to.
"And what about your friends? Don't you love them enough to stay?" And I say, "If I don't leave now then I will never get away. Let me be a blue raft on a blue sea, i'll blend right in."
One day you'll be washing yourself with hand soap in a public bathroom. And you'll be thinking, "How did i get here? Where the hell am I?" If the roles were reversed you coulda seen me sneaking up, sneaking up from behind.