Gothic Miscreant's definitions

Mirror Mirror

Mirror mirror mon amour
If I was to tell you how I feel
That my love was silent that my heart was real
I've been looking at you you've been looking at me
And I want you to know that I like what I see
Mirror mirror mon amour
Send me what I'm waiting for
Pick me up an image so fine so fine
Mirror mirror mon amour
Give me what I'm waiting for
Set my heart on making you mine
In a moments anger I will freeze the frame
But my feelings for ya how they will remain
I've been looking at you you've been looking at me
And I want you to know that I like what I see

Mirror mirror mon amour
Send me what I'm waiting for
Pick me up an image so fine so fine
Mirror mirror mon amour
Give me what I'm waiting for
Set my heart on making you mine
My mirror always echoes
My mirror always echoes
My mirror always echoes
Mirror mirror mirror mirror mirror
Only in my mirror
Mirror mirror mon amour
Send me what I'm waiting for
Pick me up an image so fine so fine
Mirror mirror mon amour
Give me what I'm waiting for
Set my heart on making you mine
Mirror mirror mon amour is in my head
Mirror mirror mon amour is in my head
Mirror mirror mon amour is in my head
Mirror mirror mon amour is in my head
So fine
My mirror always echoes (echoes)
My mirror always echoes (echoes)
So fine
Mirror mirror mon amour (mon amour mon amour)

by Gothic Miscreant December 3, 2023

Horrorscope

Today a friend will call to tea
I can't quite see his face
And you may think of going abroad
Or counting calories

Tell the truth, John
When you're all alone
Don't you ever cry?
Don't you wonder why?

Tell the truth, John
When you're all alone
Don't you know it's true
In your heart of stone?

Tell the truth, John
When you're all alone
Don't you ever cry?
Don't you wonder why?
Tell the truth, John

Is someone causing problems at work?
Is money rather scarce?
A conflict could erupt at home
If you defy the stars

In the Jag, John
Balaclava on
No good looking back
Meet you round the knack
In the Jag, John
Balaclava on

Don't you know it's true
In your horrorscope?
In the Jag, John
Balaclava on
No good looking back
Meet you round the knack
In the Jag, John

Better run, John
Get the motor on
No good looking back
Meet you round the knack
Better run, John

Today romance is in the air
Except for Scorpios
July's ideal for planning a crime
If you live through June

Better run, John
Get the motor on
No good looking back
Meet you round the knack

Better run, John
Get the motor on

Don't you know it's true
In your horroscope?
You know there's nothing you can't do
It's in your horrorscope

Better run, John
Get the motor on
No good looking back
Meet you round the knack
Better run, John

Today
Today
Your new life starts
Today
Your new life starts
Today
Your new life starts
Today
Your new life starts

by Gothic Miscreant October 13, 2023

Take Me Out

So if you're lonely
You know I'm here waiting for you
I'm just a crosshair
I'm just a shot away from you
And if you leave here
You leave me broken, shattered, I lie
I'm just a crosshair
I'm just a shot, then we can die
Ah

I know I won't be leaving here with you

I say, "don't you know?"
You say you don't know
I say, "take me out"

I say, "you don't show"
Don't move, time is slow
I say, "take me out"

I say, "you don't know"
You say you don't go
I say, "take me out"

If I move, this could die
If eyes move, this could die
I want you to take me out

I know I won't be leaving here (with you)
I know I won't be leaving here
I know I won't be leaving here (with you)
I know I won't be leaving here with you

I say, "don't you know?"
You say you don't know
I say, "take me out"

If I wane, this could die
If I wait, this could die
I want you to take me out

If I move, this could die
Eyes move, this can die
Come on, take me out

I know I won't be leaving here (with you)
I know I won't be leaving here
I know I won't be leaving here (with you)
I know I won't be leaving here with you

by Gothic Miscreant October 15, 2023

Mitsubishi Mirage

Probably the crappiest and most dangerous car out there. It’s a pile of shit made by a crappy Japanese car company.

One crash in this thing and you’re dead. It’s a death trap.

There’s a reason why it’s called the Mitsubishi Mirage. Everything about this car is absolutely junk, and, it’s just a Mirage… Duh. Are you surprised?

It’s a pile of trash with the mirage of being an actual vehicle. That’s why the gangstas at Mitsubishi called it a Mirage. Don’t you get it?

by Gothic Miscreant February 21, 2024

Shiny Shiny

Good times come to me now
Good times come to me now
I ain't lying 'cause there ain't no time
No city, it's a pity, 'cause I dress divine
City smokes, people choke
Your sure look fine, your shoes - they shine
I taste your face, your love is mine
Mercury Dan with a spikey hand
I'm a hot retard, marquis de sade
No chance, no chance, no chance, no chance
Shiny, shiny, bad times behind me
Shiny, shiny, sha-na-na-na
Shiny, shiny, bad times behind me
Shiny, shiny, sha-na-na-na
Shiny, shiny, bad times behind me
Shiny, shiny, sha-na-na-na
Shiny, shiny, bad times behind me
Shiny, shiny, sha-na-na-na
Big meanie, he's a genie, and we ain't got a hope
No chance, no chance
Well, I feel fine, no, it ain't no crime
I was dreamin' of a demon, and I ate a dime
The dime floats, the colonel boasts
Send 'em up the hill, boys, this ain't no joke
No chance, no chance, no chance, no chance
Shiny, shiny, bad times behind me
Shiny, shiny, sha-na-na-na
Shiny, shiny, bad times behind me
Shiny, shiny, sha-na-na-na
Shiny, shiny, bad times behind me
Shiny, shiny, sha-na-na-na
Shiny, shiny, bad times behind me
Shiny, shiny, sha-na-na-na

Saw a cop on the line, machine gun shine
I was dreaming, not believing, that I was alive
My mind broke, the cop - he choked
Get out of here, boy, or I'll use the colt
No chance, no chance
You sure look fine, your shoes - they shine
No heat can compete with this blue-eyed liar
The child spoke, "We ain't got a hope press the button
Press the button, it's all remote"
No chance, no chance, no chance, no chance
Shiny, shiny, bad times behind me
Shiny, shiny, sha-na-na-na
Shiny, shiny, bad times behind me
Shiny, shiny, sha-na-na-na
Shiny, shiny, bad times behind me
Shiny, shiny, sha-na-na-na
Shiny, shiny, bad times behind me
Shiny, shiny, sha-na-na-na
Shiny, shiny, bad times behind me
Shiny, shiny, sha-na-na-na
Shiny, shiny, bad times behind me
Shiny, shiny, sha-na-na-na
Shiny, shiny, bad times behind me
Shiny, shiny, sha-na-na-na
Shiny, shiny, bad times behind me
Shiny shiny, sha-na-na-na
Sha-na-na-na
Sha-na-na-na
Shan, shan, shan...
Shan, shan, shan, shan, shan

by Gothic Miscreant October 22, 2023

Wu. It works. I told you it would.

Wu. It works. I told you it would.

Wu. It works. I told you it would.

by Gothic Miscreant October 8, 2023

Polish stalker

For some odd reason, these Polish tourists don’t seem to understand that what they are doing is called impersonating a police officer and that it is illegal.

Weirdo Polish stalkers in England acting like they are V.I.P.

These weirdos wouldn’t leave me alone and mind their own business. I’ve never met such bizarre people.

by Gothic Miscreant September 29, 2023