we don't buy no drinks at the bar, we pop champagne cause we got that dough
champagne for my real friends, real pain for my sham friends
i'm working on a book, entitled "how to be unemployed, influence people and drink alot"
i'm also working on an experimental theory of the universe that when translated into a visual analog of space as a vibration in time, resembles a bottle shaped ascii rocket
i am also working to protect you from the darkness
more traveling soon?!?!?!?!
note to self: relax, the fire
you must have got your polarities switched or something
also, WELCOME, to the minimalist german techno ghetto.
how does it feel to run from your own shadow
"he's crying tears"
"he's crying shadows"
i only cry shadows when it rains blood
darkness and scorched wastelands await your return, a strange hazy paradise
I HATE MY LIFE
THIS IS THE WORST VACATION EVER
over and out, star log 4898/3..344$$@!-===-