» how
can you connect in an age where strangers, landlords, lovers, and your own blood cells
betray?
WHAT BINDS THE
FABRIC TOGETHER WHEN
THE
raging, shifting winds of
change keep ripping
away. draw a line in the sand
and then
make a stand. use your camera
to spar, use your guitar.
when they act tough, you call their bluff.
we're not gonna pay. we're not gonna pay.
we're not gonna
pay ♥ last year's rent, this
year's rent, next year's
rent.
rent,
rent, rent, rent, rent. we're not
gonna pay rent, 'cause
everything is
rent.
