Catcher In the Rye

the shadow doesn't entirely make sense watching you change from mr superstar to a fly the bait and switch of oldest tricks four winds to ride on heartbroken i will try to catch you in the rye Building blocks to talk about intuition of sickness the obsession with dirt becoming the one disguised take you inside we eventually might have to see eye to eye the cold heart of mankinds good intentions fisher twins exposing your syndicate in the gutter should i stay and leave you blind should i go nevermind ressurrected lie of what you did brick by brick slander the poet