Siouxsie & The Banshees The Double Life
At the top of the stairs is a locked room my secret chamber that no outsider views for entry is forbidden prohibited Behind this door is my other self not a picture in a frame nor a fresh disguise but my other self immoblie inert and sanguine My narcissus kisses exhale crimson breath and pump ruby to the lip I stand before myself not Jekyll nor Hyde not sibling nor twin seperated at birth I stand before myself unaccountable I dreamt that I had feet of clay I dreamt I crossed the seven seas and when I woke not knowing I knew I led the double life All I ever needed is twice removed I spit in my bile in an airless temper in this vacuum a vampire reversed This one who breathes life into me and even dull mirrors reflect the tarnished twosome I stand before myself not another me Not Döppleganger nor witless clone I stand before myself unrepentant I dreamt of sin and aftermath I dreamt of centuries laid bare and when I woke not knowing I knew I led the double life