hollywood and highland in poetry

  • Sept. 12, 2018, 6:38 a.m.
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down at the crossroads you’d sell it for song
but it’s all in the details and you’ve waited too long
your sole salvation’s a total lack of self-control
but give yourself a hand you’ve dug your own hole

pick up all the pieces and prepare to lose some face
count down to the upside of being lost in space
it’s a chemical reaction you’ll fake it for effect
for a smooth transition into a nervous wreck

this time lets go straight from the omens to amens
I can’t imagine surviving the full process again
if you do all the things that the devil would’ve did
he don’t even have to show to chalk it up as a win

so just play it cool until the fortune and the shame
soon enough you’ll figure out they’re one and the same
even if you weren’t crazy you couldn’t handle the fame
only kids would even try it that’s why they call it a game


Last updated September 12, 2018


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