Nash Vegas
On the twin flame experience: The way it worked I had to walk into your bar And it had to be winter solstice, the darkest And it had to be that song though now I don't remember any noise, my free-bird raven (breathe, beating heart. breathe, beating heart) Clink, cheers Back to life, back to reality Your green squint envyted this, hungry jades using you to seduce myself ...to remember my lips and hips dancing eyes ...the unparalleled, power between my thighs So, I let myself Be tangled up in the blue of your strawberry hair, a seeming field of for-never. I went from player to played In two shakes of your wolf in sheep's cotton tale (kiss, breaking heart. kiss, breaking heart.) Alternate current and direct current, All shook up. We bled sister rosetta red the cords our story was destined to obey the last note, where i lose the you and I we made (someone i didn't have to give away) Like every song written, but never played. ...