Q.1

It is such in that I, believe in the truth, stray from reality to speculate dreams running loose.. Why is it, why would it be hard for a minority to make it beyond booths, say we all played the game, game of life I call U2? We seek the same, cash, money, drama free pleading for suits.. To make a case against goliath, the dupe.. Legally Insane, illegally refrain from living in a time where makin' moves labels me a game.. Lotto for you correctionals', ball, hope, meet a dame to call out any false ropes.. Tied to a life worth living, saved a couple of times, ride to the death, front door, knockin', let it shine, saw off all ends loose..