Oil slicked hair
Leather jacket
Dark sunglasses
Grooving to your own beat
Not caring what others said
Following your own code
Goodnight
Goodnight Sweet dreams Float upon the moon beams Rest your head Upon your bed Until morning light shines again
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The evils of this World hold you by a leash to Stay in controll
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They were fools to interrupt this day My day Where I was to be wed to the man I love Did they not think I would be armed Did they not thin... -
Sons of night Wicked deeds Doomed they are
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