Sunday, April 9, 2017

Ghost

CHORUS 1
You’re just a ghost
With no love to boast
Gone with the wind
Are all of your sins
The shit in the past
Is never built to last
You’re just a ghost
Whose ass is toast

VERSE 1
If I wanted ghost stories, I’d sit at the campfire
Instead all I’m listening to is a fucking bad liar
Twisting the truth like the arms of your victims
Turning the strongest men into prison bitches
A haunted house isn’t good enough for you
A dark cemetery is where you’ll forever stew
Banging on the gates in search of your freedom
As if somewhere beyond is the Garden of Eden

CHORUS 1
You’re just a ghost
With no love to boast
Gone with the wind
Are all of your sins
The shit in the past
Is never built to last
You’re just a ghost
Whose ass is toast

VERSE 2
The spiritual realm has been calling your name
Like a chorus of boos stripping you of your fame
Like a necromantic chant in a sacrificial ritual
Like a street corner sermon of a sick individual
Consider this your one and only eviction notice
It’s extermination time for the swarm of locusts
There’s nothing left here for you to feed on
No more tortured souls for you to beat on

BRIDGE
If there’s something strange in your neighborhood
Burn it to the ground with gasoline and wood
If there’s a ghost in your brain that’s causing you pain
Flush that shit out and watch it swirl down the drain

CHORUS 2
You’re just a ghost
A parasite to the host
Gone with the wind
Let the new wave begin
The shit in the past
Is never coming back
You’re just a ghost
With no bail to post

FINAL LINES
You’re just a ghost!
You’re just a ghost!
Of all the hatred I could give

You deserve it the most!

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