Got a wildfire heartbeat burnin’ through the neon haze,
Shadow‑steppin’ past the wreckage of my younger days.
I’m a razor‑tongued prophet with a half‑lit grin,
Dancin’ on the fault line where the cool cuts in.
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Wont you let me in
struggling in the same old way
count to ten and hold it in
baby is a friend of mine tonight.
Counterpunch before the draw
wipe the tears away
one step in and three to four
look what the cat dragged in
Do you remember me
History is a ghost on the stage
marked by time to let it in
baby is a friend of mine tonight and tomorrow
Let me in. Let me in.
A struggle in the fade
the voice is mine, it comes from this grin
and the ghost of time, a remarkable gentleman.
One step in and stumble four, like you’re fallin’ out of grace.
Yeah, look what the cat dragged in — another night, another chase,
And the mirror keeps on laughin’ like it’s winnin’ the damn race.
Do you remember me? I’m the ghost behind the stage,
History hums a crooked tune, trapped inside a gilded cage.
But baby’s got that midnight fire, she burns through every age,
She’s a friend of mine tonight — and tomorrow’s just a page.
Let me in, let me in, I’m a shadow in the fade,
Got a voice carved out of trouble and a grin the devil made.
And the clock keeps whisperin’ secrets from the debts I never paid,
While the ghost of time keeps dancin’ in the ruins that we laid.
September 