The "Know-it-all"
He knows everything. Music from 360 degrees. Always seen from above.
He knows everything, the theory of everything, he must always express his judgment, a Vatican decree.
He corrects you, knows dates, names, covers. "You're a Know-it-all."
You must have those covers. Like a cook you propose new new ones, but in the kitchen the same old soup has been cooked for years.
Here I feel like a "Know-it-all". Because I'm interested in making you hear what I like.
Loneliness. When I was young, we exchanged records, cassettes. How many touches of breasts because you liked the Cure.
I believe the Magic is over.
When the magic is over. You are at the terminus.
You search, you move, you listen.
Believe me, feeling at the Terminus is not pleasant.
Would you have wanted to be a "Know-it-all"? NO!
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