- The Fool -deluxe Edition- -2011- - Warpaint

The Fool pulled a crumpled set list from her jacket pocket. It was handwritten on the back of a receipt:

“The warpaint.” The Fool tapped her temple. “In your head. The sound you make when you’re trying to be brave but you’re really just a fool.” Warpaint - The Fool -Deluxe Edition- -2011-

“Good,” the Fool said. She patted the ground beside her. “Brave people lie. Fools just listen.” The Fool pulled a crumpled set list from her jacket pocket

They sat together as the cassette deck played a song June had never heard but somehow knew by heart. Drums that walked like a heartbeat. Guitars that tangled and untangled like two people trying to apologize without words. A voice that wasn’t singing so much as surrendering . Warpaint - The Fool -Deluxe Edition- -2011-