guess what?

we sold the house but kept the couches.

nobody anywhere wants any houses...

real estate is dead and everyone's an evangelist

get your plot quick.

headstones are extra.

everyone's vying for the same two inches...

take a step forward but you're not ahead.

no long shot, not even.

we sold the house but kept the couches...

everyone everywhere wants to sleep

or just drink, and then sleep.

or wake up, and just drink.

we all ruin everything that was ever good.

as soon as it turns it's bright head around...

we shoot it.

we don't believe in it.

we sold the house.

and slept it all off on the couches.