Enseñame a Bailar

Today I felt like writing, and tonite I feel like drinking, drinking to quench my thirst of height, and spoil myself with good and cheap wine.. Once again I pulled the trigger and killed no one desired, just a waste of bullets and Gaultier, it is time to set some fire
I'm lack of focus, gotta change my lenses..
The music is okey, and the feeling is strange, thats not even my name, but it's actually the same. The floor is cold, but you're so fine.. not everything that shines is made of gold, better make hay while the sun shines.