Remy / the neat jinx.:
Time was thrown at the wind
Remy / the neat jinx.:
I can't stop me, can't stop me
Remy / the neat jinx.:
We never learn, we've been here before
Remy / the neat jinx.:
I am lost, so I am cruel - but I'd be love and sweetness if I had you
Remy / the neat jinx.:
A short leash and a short fuse don't match
Remy / the neat jinx.:
I'm all talk with a thorn in my side
Remy / the neat jinx.:
You listen to Coltrane, derail your own train - well, who hasn't been there before?
Remy / the neat jinx.:
Maybe I'm looking for something I can't have
Remy / the neat jinx.:
I'm alive by the skin of my teeth