Only 3 more days, folks.
I always believed in futures. I hope for better in November. I try the same losing lucky numbers. It could be a cold night for a lifetime. Hey now… you can’t keep saying endlessly, my darling, "How long until this effects me?" Say hello to good times. Trade up for the fast ride. We close our eyes while the nickel and dime take the streets completely.
The past is told by those who win. What matters is what hasn’t been. We’re wide awake and we’re thinking. Believe your voice can mean something.