Buke and Gass
Sleep Gets Your Ghost
Who says i'm dying in the lack of luck and loveConvinced that seeing does a better job believe meFeels so weak it starts to wear out at my feetDon't just whine about the way it works out nowYou gave up, how sadYou gave up, how sadHow could you say to me I couldn't wait for you?I couldn't wait for...Ghost in my head when I dreamGhost on my tongue in between sleepI am afraid I'll never wake upI am afraid I'll never wake up Wake up when the stars are highAre you ready for the world?
From Letras Mania