name's juno slash aggy, having much trouble in the past, and having too much fun right now. after several months crying over my old blog which scrambled by anonymous haters, i started a new one. not really a new one. but few things had change and i had my life on shape. so, you haters better face me outside this blog because when you face me here, you are utterly idiot.
"hello morning, can i have your fresh smell today?" oh but she can't. living in a big city such a horrible nightmare. you can't smell the morning sign in here. there's no morning or night. every single second is afternoon. you even can not find any birds here. the city hid in his bold bold gray blanket. but this is six am in the morning. you can't argue. she smelled some cigarettes and nicotine. and beer. just don't forget the beer. but she just do not care. it was six am and she had two hours before she must be in her little dead room. being a musician, a filthy poor musician was never easy. you got to wake and jam every same hour every day. so does her brother. little sunburn did not burn her skin. dressing up was not as easy as it seen. she'd pulled the best gown she ever had. but it makes no sense. today is her first performance at the city hall. before that, she got to practiced her sense of Rhodes piano. it almost killed her. just don't forget the beer. little morning went out her room, dressed up like it's Christmas. and just the way she is. yes, her parents give her a name of little morning. Little Morning. no more family name. it makes no sense at all. her old transistor bears Rider on The Storm by The Doors. she doesn't care. little morning steps into her shower, after put her dress on the basin. then hot water skin her alive and she dies.
Excitedeath (song by daniel wirjawan soerjakanta) i hope when you are awake at six you can smell the sense of the morning while my old transistor bears rider on the storm it's twenty five December in the morning
*let's go ahead, let's go ahead don't drown in your hot shower and we went to our first performance i'm excite to death (excite to death) let's sing your song, let's sing your song leave your brother with his smelly mouth and we went to our first performance i'm excite to death, so excite to death
this song was recorded for the first time; today. 6 am in the morning :)
