all things remain the same – small chance you see a change there, different kind of taste, in technicolor flavor
we should meet our friends – conversations from the nightlife, commercial flow TV, like an open-sign at nightlight
is anything in vain – suggestions from my facepal, domesticated mess – inscriptions in your graveyard
what´s this sh*t supposed to be? you mean we don´t, i mean this sh*t killed MTV.