Nostalgilördag

When the dance floor clears,
I take a pack of matches as a souvenir.
When the dance floor clears,
I walk home alone with their voices still in my ears.
The ghosts of dead teenagers sing to me while I am dancing.
They're sad and young,
and they'll be sad and young forever.
And I cry, until I, throw up

Jag fick visa leg på Kb ikväll. De har 22-årsgräns. Där fick jag för mitt missbruk av e-vitamin. Eller så lyser the youthful boy below genom huden på mig.

Your darkness, is brighter, than all the lights at the disco tonight.
Your darkness is brighter, you are inevitable