The Suicide Twins (Going for the Golden Glory)

The Suicide Twins
(Going for the Golden Glory)

Late at night, they wanna fight
Gotta sound, a kind of twisted sound

Gotta move this town
Gonna tear it down
I see you're nothing —to help us out tonight
But you're a sound
You're good and loud
You kind of pound
Leaving hindsight
You're kind of proud
You wanna die
Ya gonna fly
Gonna trash this town tonight!

Ain't no sin, you gotta win
You're the suicide twins…

Dig you hearts (out with a knife)
You're out of mind
Ain't got the time
'Cause you wanna die
Commit suicide

To Stan & Gordy
February 5, 2005 @ 07:08 am | Category:
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