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Once upon a time ...
There lived a girl who has a fragile heart that carry it all over world. She left her motherland to pursue a nowhere aim which is as livid as a sudden star far far away. She listens to the rhythm deep down in her heart and sings a floating melody.
But she doesn't know how to pour it out. On every place she steps, there's a signal that given to her, and she lost it right away when it's almost reached by her. Then she left a fragment of her heart to every doorman of the place she was, before getting lost again.
She runs away from herself. 

This Year song

They were 3 years ahead when they released this song. I don't know if there was any relation to the movie named 2012, I have never watched it even it was one of the commercial bombard movie in that year. Anw, this song is belonged to the The Gossip's album in 2009, which has a so-so sound and quality and forget-able rhythm, except for this song. Maybe Beth Ditto is now considered as one of the era Fashion icon. To me, she's a fine lady, that's all. But the latest editorial I've seen of her on some magazine (don't remember) posed with a buff slimy blondie guy, that makes me nausea. Thanks for the fashion industry, they bring up all the weirdest things altogether, included those creations named Lady Gaga and Nicki MiNaj. Weird is a trend now. That is so sell-out! Being weird is way much too sell-out! And fashion supports it. Fashion is sell-out, too.
Geez, World is turning up-side down. I hope my CD shelves won't fall off the ground.

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I've been living outlaw for so long,
Six months have gone and left it so wrong
My ego is urging constantly, yet another rhythm beats that strong
Oh Righty righty right, suddenly give me a shiver when I think of night,
afraid of being released and trigger my own fire.
Will be there a flame that I ashamed
can't be tamed as a wild youth
and drink my own damn fear down the throat
You would never have chance to see the flow.
Oh Welly welly well, if I ever care of tomorrow
dressing like an old dying witch, looking up the sky with my slimy eyes
livid tone it's giving me, nails to me, scratch me, drown me

The picture of James Iha is just perfectly match to the mood of my random writing right now. Actually I've been digging the mood that unintentionally been showed on his face. Actually I don't intend to write anything but leave some words to live up my blog. Nevermind!