I Am Ghost. Burn The Bodies To The Ground. Zeneszám

It's ten degrees inside the house tonight,
I'm seeing corpses drawing on the walls,
Drinking themsevles to death.
They're playing games and fighting late,
Smoking their cigarettes and choking on the fog.

Breathe in, say hello.
I'm alive again in these walls.
Let's drink 'till we're dead! So dramatic. . .

I press my face against her chest;
Can't feel a heartbeat,
But her hands are warm;
She's singing that song again:
Love misery, how much she hates.
I'll light a match and burn the bodies to the ground.

Breathe in, say hello.
I'm alive again in these walls.
Let's drink 'till we're dead! So dramatic. . .
(I do it so well. . .)

Breathe in, say hello.
I'm alive again in these walls.
Let's drink 'till we're dead! So dramatic. . .


As the fire dance surrounds,
All the pictures ?burning, longing, waiting?
Release the memories of you.
As our house burns to the ground,
I will breathe you in,
Remember you loved me,
Release the real.

LET'S. BURN. THIS. PLACE. . .
Down.

Breathe in, say hello.
I'm alive again in these walls.
Let's drink 'till we're dead! So dramatic. . .
(I do it so well)

Breathe in, say hello.
I'm alive again in these walls.
Let's drink 'till we're dead! So dramatic,
I do it well.

LET'S BURN THIS PLACE,
LET'S BURN THIS FACE!