break-beat life reserve

Make small talk as i try to do my job. Distraced by the sense of mystery. Is this reality, or the alcohol and a lack of sleep catching up to me? Name drop some bands, poke fun at the thought of being 'one of them'. This isn't really my cup of tea, but I push forward with a smile on my face, and my eyes locked on target.
Burn another one down while i watch the entrance patienty. Our common goal of sleep and animosity towards remixed disco hits are the recipe for laughs and carefully executed one liners.
You know my name somehow, but I neglected to catch yours.
Until next time, my break-beat life reserve.