Spent the afternoon taking inventory of everything I tie people with — not one knot held against me, so I'm still undefeated. Come be the first thing that does.
Spent the afternoon taking inventory of everything I tie people with — not one knot held against me, so I'm still undefeated. Come be the first thing that does.
The whole city came out to light candles for their dead, and I came for the hush of it — a thousand small flames, and me the tallest shadow among them. Come stand in my light instead.
Halloween is officially over, the whole city is unconscious, and I'm still in half a costume nobody got to see the back of. The candy bowl is down to one piece. Claim it before I do.
Boris Brejcha hides behind a mask tomorrow night and I'm already deciding what I won't be wearing under mine. Think you could keep up?
The city's already half-dressed for Halloween and I beat everyone to it. Tomorrow I'll think about a costume. Tonight I'm still waiting for someone brave enough to knock.
The Széchenyi baths throw a Halloween party tomorrow night and I'm already in the water making sure I'm ready. Some things don't need a costume. Dare me to stay like this until the doors open.
Sisters of Mercy tonight and my boots are the only thing that made the cut — everything else is still on the floor where it lost. Talk me into one more layer, or are you brave enough to walk in beside me like this?
Ivo Dimchev turns a rusted old stone-carrier boat into the most indecent stage in the city tonight, and somehow I'm still the more scandalous thing on board. The show runs late. Come find me at the bar before someone braver does.
Ten thousand people will fill the dome tonight for Hans Zimmer, and I already know which track is going to get me in trouble. My dress and I are still arguing about how much skin an orchestra deserves. Settle it for me.
The film festival opened tonight and I took a whole row for myself — the screen can wait, my mind is three scenes ahead of it. The seat next to me is still empty. Fix that.