Ghost

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    Going under deeper
    Trying hard to reach you
    I don't talk too much, don't need to
    It's my face they wanna see there (these days)
    Got her hotel in my notes, honey
    Said I wouldn't recognise her wearing clothes, honey
    But she wouldn't fuck me as a nobody (yeah, I know that's true)
    And that thought is kind of sobering (not enough though)
    And if I had my time over, I'd do the same things again twice over
    Mixed my potion and I'm floating, and I will fly
    Through the wall like an apparition so you might notice
    I'll sit there waiting for the Moon to rise
    At the park watching good people and human life
    I don't wish for it, I know it will soon arrive
    I'm not sure what this hole is I grew inside

    I'm reaching through the night to you
    But this dimension isn't mine
    I'm reaching through the night to you
    But this dimension isn't mine

    Am I see-through to you?
    'Cause I feel like a ghost (ghost)
    Some things you don't want to know
    Could you sell me some hope?

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    "I never changed" , he said regretfully
    We weren't supposed to ever leave
    70% of me is cheetos and monster energy
    That's some white trash chemistry
    Nurse ratchet, sick mentally
    Over the cuckoo's nest in a f18
    On the pew I was praying for better things
    All those Gucci denim dreams
    I think that girl is cute, but she's properly basic
    Can't pinpoint why she wants to be famous
    Come out from there, don't crawl in these spaces
    Smoke more weed when the weed got me anxious
    I'll sit at the park feeling miserable
    till the good people go home to be in the warm
    And I thought you saw me but I'm invisible
    Spiritual, ethereal, nothing that you'd feel at all

    I'm reaching through the night to you
    This dimension isn't mine
    I'm reaching through the night to you
    This dimension isn't mine

    Am I see-through to you? (yeah)
    'Cause I feel like a ghost
    Some things you don't want to know (want to know)
    Could you sell me some hope? (yeah)
    Am I see-through to you? (yeah)
    'Cause I feel like a ghost
    Some things you do I want to know
    Could you sell me some hope? (yeah)

    I know I'll be rewarded for my sacrifice
    You never really were that nice

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    Composición: Tomas Gaynor, Cam Ludik y Keiran Wade

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