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The Mirror Stage - Adagio
[Lyrics/Bedos - Music/Forte]
[Verse] What is that shape in front of me Spying through the looking glass ? This figure is haunting me, Aping my every gestures, Stealing my soul, my self, The presence of menace is lurking Behind the translucent surface
[Chorus] I can't face that figure Who looks like me, like a twin. Who is in the mirror, The similarity, It can't be me!
[Verse] I can't acknowledge that individual; That reflection in the mirror is not my Own: The beholder may perceive the evil spark In the clearness of the eye, Mirroring the darkness of the heart, The horror! And yet who can it possibly be?
[Chorus] I can't face that figure Who looks like me, like a twin. Who is in the mirror, The similarity, I doubt it can be...
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Morris Day and the Time
Quote: Oh-wee-oh-wee-oh!
I, I've been watching you. I think I wanna know ya. Said I, I'm a little dangerous. Girl, I'd love to show ya.
(chorus) My jungle love, yeah. I think I wanna know ya. Jungle love. Girl, I'd love to show ya.
You, you've got a pretty car. I think I wanna drive it. I ain't playin', said I drive a little dangerous. Take you to my crib, rip you off.
(repeat chorus)
Come on baby, where's your guts? You wanna make love or what?
I wanna take you to my cage, lock you up and hide the key. You only get water, baby. Cuz if you're hungry, take a bite of me. (repeat chorus)
I think I wanna ... I wanna file my nails.
(repeat chorus)
Jungle love, that's right. Can't nobody ******** with me? I got a bearskin rug, I got a fireplace too. And I'm all the way wild baby. All the things I could do to you.
Jungle love. Yes! That's it. Ha haa!
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Posted: Sun Jan 21, 2007 1:23 pm
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'I am drunk, I am sober. Heaven doesn't want me and hells affraid I'll take over. Don't bother trying to censor me, or shut me up because it won't work.' My Ruin, Terror.
'Honesty looks good on you, but liar should be your tattoo.' My Ruin, Blasphemous Girl
'ASHES TO ASHES,Dust to dust. MY HATE FOR YOU Defines my lust BRIDGES TO BRIDGES You're nothing to me WELCOME WORLD Miss Ann Thrope' Miss Ann Thrope, My Ruin
Guess my favourite band.
'Hate the Living, love the dead Smashing embryos, cut off heads.' Misfits, Hate The Living, Love The Dead.
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Am I not pretty enough? Is my heart to broken? Do I cry too much? Am I too outspoken?
Don't I make you laugh? Should I try it harder? Why do you see right through me?
I live, I breathe, I let it rain on me. I sleep, I wake, I try hard nt to brake. I crave, I love, I've waited long enough.
Am I not pretty enough? Is my heart to broken? Do I cry too much? Am I too outspoken?
Don't I make you laugh? Should I try it harder? Why do you see right through me?
I laugh, I feel, I make believe its real. I fll, I freeze, I pray down on my knees. I hope, I stand, I take it like a man. I try as hard as I can.
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