I cannot wait for summer I cannot wait for June When all the ghosts are quiet When everything is new My voice to me, "He's always asking for a dance"
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out And not a nan-nother one of these fellas, be still bumping Clear the parking lot, ain't nobody left but I'm still dumping (automatic twin bitches
glass eye white light in his hands Now I wanna run through the green green grass Shine a light on the shadows of the past I wanna feel like a Siamese twin
too soon all in the case of I wonder who knows what goes up under two close cut birthday twins I just can't seem to pin down why it relates to inside
It's a late, cool, autumn evening And the sunset melts into night With a V-twin throbbing beneath me And my head is spinning alright Well, Ritchie and
[Ives] I wanna be remembered as a boulevard star Life of ink in flesh and mind scars Everyday I walk shadowed by cell bars Hustle is hand to mouth and
Eros and Thanatos are branches on the same old tree Rooted in the soil of shadow and light If God was separated from the dark twin, the devil Could He
like the Sun and the Moon. Destined to let this cruel world come between us. Our last kiss eclipsed by a shadow at noon. A rose that is built out of
As lightning strikes And shadows burn They come in the night Now for darkness they yearn The fear of the demon Is coming to please The thing got me begging
who will stand up to me too That's what I like about you Don't want a man to be my twin Under my thumb, under my skin Don't want a man like a shadow
Benzino] Black shells, scuba style, sonar, I go deep Rip lungs outta jaws, flawless, I don't sleep The fast and furious, Yokohama twin jets Black and
as a pillow And they cast a shadow on my bed And the view when I look through my window Is an altarpiece I'm praying to for the living and the dead The twin
Along the shore the cloud waves break, The twin suns sink behind the lake, The shadows lengthen - in Carcosa. Strange is the night where black stars
to defile To destroy all your lives What they do for Christ And we are all the victims Every man, woman and child All the Devil's Men Their twin
the news, on the TV news, in a black and white video You know what blood looks like in a black and white video? Shadows, shadows, that's exactly what
it all clean Out there in the shadow of the modern machine Walks St. Robinson in his Cadillac dream. Carrie's down in her basement all toe shoes and twinned