I am now Open.

As I was walking through the Harvey Normans the other day, looking at things that will soon be in my possession, I remeber thinking: "I killing another human being considered wrong, when you know he/she deserves to die..?"

But it is all about bass a reckon, put a beat on followed by some bad bass, you've got me jumping around like somone who wants to belong. Moving me back and forth across different dancefloors, a steady companion making things easier, carrying me until I fall asleep.

My brain is really hyperactive, it's open to the impressions of life, it's really scaring me...