Little Miss Halloween

She takes the night, and lights the light,
inhales the sun the moon and stars and cuts open a vein.

And when she's done, all fear is gone.
The price of dawn is for the living to endure another sanguine night.

But what she's yearning for...

The price of love, the price of love.

The Price Of Love

Conversations in my head about turning back the clock and being born again but I don't think it's such a great plan...
But every time I try and realign my life there's a primal fight that sees me divided and I'm not sure just where I am but.

My life's for you, my gun's for you to shoot.
My love for you twelve songs in blue, my muse.

Conversation turns to sex Saint Kilda girls and bein' ambidextrous but I don't think that you'd understand.
Living like a wild child spending every day and night I'm wild, willing restless and tempted but I'm pretty sure that you'd understand.

Conversation starts again I'm coming back up I'll be down again but I'm pretty sure that you'd understand.  
Living like a wild child spending every day and night I'm wild, willing restless and tempted but I'm pretty sure that you'd understand.

Twelve Songs In Blue

There's another way to move her, By Looking Through Her

Invisibility

I need some rest, God knows, it's more than the candle burning at both ends, but I want to drive, deep into the heart of the night, I know I'll survive.
That thinking it's filled with danger, with all her love comes consequence.
And maybe it won't get any stranger, I want her in my life, it 'aint nothing new.

I need a hit, the adrenaline's a rush and the city's it, I want to bite, to sink my teeth into the starry devil's night.

The city's filled with danger, the city's filled with laughter, the city's filled with love and lust, fear and trust...

Don't you know, the city can be cruel sometimes, she may give you what you want, which may not be what you need.
Don't you know the city can be cruel sometimes she may give you, what you need, which may not be what you want, so, don't make it bad Jude, don't make it bad.

The City

It's only Lucifer, that keeps me on her rader (sic).
It's only Beelzebub, her golden stairway to haven.
And as she shines above, feeling lower than a gator, 
Swimming Through Hades.

Under a liquid sky, the devil's in her cadence, 
and as she passes by, her gravity might send me,
Swimming Through Hades.

Swimming Through Hades

CRAIG JAMES

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