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GHOST Lyrics - Artist : Triple One
My lady's in black
Don't run away She's always in black So far away My lady's in black Don't run away She's always in black So far away Lift her up when she's nothing I can't see her bleed I wont show a tear cause it's really not about me Take her over the ocean Travel the seven seas I could do anything and still she would weep Cause, she's in black My lady's in black I keep my feelings in a backpack In the backyard, under dirt With the earth and worms They are cold, but they don't hurt I don't know why I divert Is it better? Is it worse? I hear birds and they chirp I hear thoughts, I hear words I hear your name again Ringing through hallways Littered with crayons and aliens Run to the crater and enter the causeway I see a flood so arcadian I run a line from your neck to your back Then I just sit in the dimples I can see a drip of sweet Rolling down your lips Drippin' down your leg I feel sick, I feel the void I feel the breeze, I feel the noise I feel you deep, deep in my spine Open me up, cut all my sides Cut all my losses, cut all my pride Cuddle me now, day that I die Baby it's fine, dress me in black You're always in black My lady's in black Don't run away She's always in black So far away My lady's in black Don't run away She's always in black So far away Still got no G.K., some leeway, out on the freeway She chase the pain with the smell of a freebase Airplanes in chains when they run off the tarmac We crash to match your soul in de facto Call her sorbet, cause she gimme cold cuddles Hittin' it raw but I'd rather go it bare knuckle She the type of shawty treat your crotch like a muzzle Fly way you little demon think you have enough trouble See they never gave much to what a young man was thinking Add a few more habits to the drugs and the drinking Alien child with moldy lungs never float Watch me breathe fresh air to melt my lungs and my throat Never in time, forever in line, man on fire Separate mind, Terrible liar, man on fire Crash and burn, man on mars, man on fire Look son there's a mans on fire... I guess I put it on my damn tombstone, fuck a liability I did it on my own time more wine and bovine Head from a Valkyrie, while it dam carries me away In my all black drip and my all black shades My lady's in black Don't run away She's always in black So far away My lady's in black Don't run away She's always in black So far away She's in bla-ack So far away |
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