I'm dreaming of this house in The Shining (1980).
For a while now I've been thinking of changing my name a little.. ?? hmm.In all the ways I feel like a split personality,not two different personalities but many many more.
I'm in love with you little sister,we ride home in the night While under our feet the rain paints the street with the stars Passing cars with light trails behind them We could follow them on Giving this town is wearing me down Lets take off,no one would know that we've gone