Tuesday 24 April 2007

sorry, baby, but that just ain't my scene

sometimes i think my life is such an intricate tangle of lies, even i'm beginning to forget who i am.
i lose myself in words that i can't even remember uttering.
a vicious cycle. a simple problem.

i heard about a new club opening in the big newyorknewyork. angels and kings i think it's called.
hopefully it'll play something worth listening to.
music that gets your heart racing until you've lost yourself in a blur of has-beens and maybes. there's not enough places like that.
i want a song i can lose my mind to.
dancing amongst people with heavy pockets and empty souls.
everything revolves round silver and gold.