Pat Terlizzi
Holy Ghost
mixed sounds from the city as it puts me to sleep
all the while getting me closer to the brink of oblivion how wonderful it seems
when theres nothing else
i cant hear my self think
the light it shines with its undying bleep
sinking into my head every time i blink
cause Vivian is out there i can hear the scream
while all my eye lids do is sink
so go take your holy ghost for the power she is made of
with the breath wasted things you have to say
and take your holy ghost for the power she is made of
cause games like this you always have to win to play
once shaded light comes from the windows keep
at one time dark sky turns a certain shade of pink
of oblivion how wonderful it seems
the wind blows nothing else
of monotone in sync so go take your holy ghost for the power she is made of
with the breath wasted things you have to say
and take your holy ghost for the power she is made of
cause games like this you always have to win to play
From Letras Mania