Images
The beautiful people
But in the back of my head I heard distant feet, Che Guevara and Debussy to a disco beat
I’m tired of dancing all by myself
Show me how you do that trick, the one that makes me scream
I will tear it down to the ground and build another one
I’ve been looking so long at these pictures of you that I almost believe that they’re real
go to war with yourself
don’t you pray that you meet somebody
It’s the terror of knowing what this world’s about
