September 2009
She looks pretty Hair glittering with confetti How does it feel man? Hold steady Is she ready? Does she like it, danceing on the broken glass
Fear is the colour you've all exposed Now I gotta get up here And prove the importance of my clothes, Of my pose I suppose Again
review the press and tell it like it is your life is hype, your love is hype and I will clench my own fist and I will always I will always wait
Okay no questions, no worries. It's destination unknown so dive in, the water is great.. and listen I'm starting to sound like you...