IRC-Galleria

I wish we could be vampires, let the sunset set us on fire.
I've got your picture on the flyer, that's on the wall.
I like to think I'm solid stone and need to spend my time alone.
So why I feel you in my bones, with your hands on my soul?

Hows about that me and you, forgot this life to start a new?
Like two scarecrows that up and flew, that flew far away.
Never got to see my son, stuck in darkness far to long.
Where are all our 20's gone? Well it's different thing to say.

All it ever seemed. All it ever seemed, again. That's all it seemed.

And more than just amphetamine. And wanting to be Steve McQueen,
In the one that had the car chase scene, through San Francisco.
My need for you could become such, that I could love you far too much,
and lose the pain I need to touch. Yes, it's all I know.

It's all I know my dear. It all I know.
Your my ecoma dear, it's all I know.

And fuck the money we ain't made. I let words drop of the page.
I let the music be my cage, and let it be yours.
I really had to be at bind, but I feel the need to speak my mind,
you think that we're two of a kind, or could ever be.

Could we ever be, my dear? Could we ever be?
Will we ever be, my dear? Will we ever be?