The girls on the streets all look sad in this gold encrusted little town. Why is that?. Isn't this the town of dreams?. yeah... But it comes with a price.
What a waste of a life this is, every altercation I permit is like a quiet sigh. From a man resigned to a place that was never his. And the hours are long, even in a world where I belong.
Black line run. Against the center of another dying sun. A situation where the lie's behind the truth. Come together and deny the fucking proof. . I'm ready to surrender.