Slow Dancing in a Burning Room
Been sick since DT's concert till now. Must be their godly powers too god-lyke for a mere mortal like me to comprehend... Work is really making me a no-life. 8 to 5.30 in the office, which means waking up at 6am and reaching home at 7pm feeling shagged. After dinner etc its 8+pm and that leaves like 2 hours of "admin time" to do my stuff (yeah feels like NS eh).
With the performance at Raechel's this Saturday, and Rockefella next Friday, practice time has been really tight with my current schedule. And best: no vocals practise for the past two weeks cause of bad throat. I think we should kick our damn bloody vocalist out of the band. That slacker keeps giving lame excuses etc and doesn't sing for jamming sessions. He thinks his James LaBrie or something, poping out on stage just 1 bar before his part and coming in perfect... Yeah right.
Seriously, I'm not eating any bak kuas or CNY "goodies" (they definately won't make my throat gooder) for this two weeks. Jordan Rudess always cover our asses so since Hock Lu is stuck in NS for Rockefella, Instant Biscuit is gonna be butt naked during Rockefella
It's not a silly little moment,
It's not the storm before the calm.
This is the deep and dying breath of
This love that we've been working on.
Can't seem to hold you like I want to
So I can feel you in my arms.
Nobody's gonna come and save you,
We pulled too many false alarms.
We're going down,
And you can see it too.
We're going down,
And you know that we're doomed.
My dear,
We're slow dancing in a burning room.

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