last nights show was awesome. i thought we played really well, or at least 1000 times better than last show. got to hang out with people, ten33 was sick. aaaaaaaaaaaand now im leaving to atlanta.
Weeping, and drowning my senses... For this love game is expensive. I walk around in a trance, Got a wounded soldier stance. The everyday geezers stares throw me off balance.
Now, nothing holds significance. And nothing holds relevance. ’cause the only thing I can see is her elegance