Lyrics:
Breathe in the fumes[00:46.29]Inhale the enflamed[00:48.12]Flower of pleasure[00:49.85]Herb of content[00:51.74]May it's pollen[00:53.49]Flow through
always ask for a capture
(Murk) facebook caption, blast to the magic
Tell a fuck nigga that I
Hate him with a passion
Ghosts, I'd rather be ghosts
I'd
fashioned when summertime was new
You are here to watch over
Some heart that is broken by a word that somebody left unspoken
You're the ghost
and over
While the seeds,busy, grow
cnd the rivers, steady, flow
It is a day, a fine day, a perfect day
To die
While the bees store their pollen
Before
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Engineered By Marcyana
Recorded and Mastered by Marcyana at City Dump Records
Writers Cameron Woods
Living in a haunted house
I can barely feel my feet
It's like I've always been chased by ghosts that not even exist
If there's a ghost the only one
hard and he heard their mournful cry
Yippie yi ooh
Yippie yi yay
Ghost riders in the sky
Their faces gaunt, their eyes were blurred, their shirts
Cars pass
They go by
Sink under street light
Shadow of a ghost
Shadow of a ghost
Shadow of a ghost
Lines form
They march by
Between
Helmets white
etap
13 stka tytuł płyty o tym 16 tka
Nie po to by wrażenie robić na 17 stkach
13 bohaterów tyle powiem numerów
jak 13 ciosów prosto w twoją twarz
yippee-yi-o,
Ghost riders in the sky.
As the riders loped on by him he heard one call his name,
"If you want to save your soul from hell a-riding on our
hard and he heard their mournful cry
Yippie yi ooh
Yippie yi yay
Ghost riders in the sky
Their faces gaunt, their eyes were blurred, their shirts
by my shy self
The things we used to do
The sudden ghost of myself
Getting it on with you
Looking back now
I can see
The ghost of myself
As I
their mournful cries
chorus:
yippie i ohhh ohh ohh
yippie i aye ye ye
ghost riders in the sky
their faces gaunt, their eyes were blurred
their shirts
my, love is a lie
Shit my friends say to get me by
It hits different
It hits different this time
Catastrophic blues
Movin' on was always easy for
Illumed for promise
Do as bound
Commonly in circles I ache as ignite
Time's by essence
Heat by flint
Would I yearn for tenderness?
A light
And when I go my ghost will float by you
My ghost will float by you
My ghost will float by you
My ghost will float by you
And when I go my ghost will
I'm lost, I'm a ghost
Dispossessed, taken host
My hunger burns a bullet hole
A spectre of my mortal soul
These rumors and suspicion anger is
All the flowers and trees
Have had their pollen stripped mechanically
We can't keep up
When there's so few of us
But we're trying our best
To succeed
stop
And pick the wildflowers
One day you're gonna find a girl
She'll become your whole widely world
Time will blow by in a whirl
Like watching
gathering creature can create the same situation.
Yes, anything that gets the pollen to the pistils, write it on the list.
I'll try to make it crystal-clear:
and I'll rearrange ya
Ready to fight hard when the sharks attack
There are angels in the sky
Fear not child these clouds are passing by
Can be a lonely
falling, oh well!
This time feels different cuz I'm lovesick from my head to my toes
This can't be the flu, it's induced by you
No matter what I do there's
Slice the lines that find their own way through
There's no real hope if they're not sent by you
'Cause every smile is a nod to death
And I don't
buzz, count with me
One, two, three little bees
Four, five, flying so high
Buzzing in the bright blue sky
Two little bees, working side by side
Buzz buzz
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