Out Here On The Perimeter There Are

Time To Live, Time To Lie, Time To Laugh, And Time To Die. Take It Easy Baby. Take It As It Comes.

I Am Troubled, Immeasurably By Your Eyes. I Am Struck By The Feather Of Your Soft Reply. The Sound Of Glass Speaks Quick, Disdain And Conceals What Your Eyes Fight To Explain.

Are You A Lucky Little Lady In The City Of Light? Or Just Another Lost Angel... City Of Night?

There's The Know. And There's The Unknown. And What Separates The Two Is The Door, And That's What I Wanta Be. Ahh Wanna Be Th' Dooooooooorrr...

Being Drunk Is A Good Disguise. I Drink So I Can Talk To Assholes. This Includes Me.