yes, yes... we are sluts*

./,.,single livin urban transients...

never lost, always waving goodbye

forgeting toothbrushes, contact cases, clothes...

never wish for a life spent in buses, trains, taxis, planes, subways, broken vans. like death, it comes for you.

town to town, day by day, getting drunk and getting laid...... i suppose you're a romantic and still believe in the fairy tales your mum taught to you. it's all about a brilliant career of being piss poor, having to be in 10 places at once and not having enough time as you'd like

rock and roll= give your life, recieve nothing but head ache, heart ache and concrete pillows, but dealing with it cuz it's all you know. yes we are sluts....