Songtext von Ghost

My flesh is cold as a ghost My flesh is cold as a ghost My flesh is cold as a ghost My flesh is cold as a ghost My flesh is cold as a ghost My flesh is cold as a ghost My flesh is cold as a ghost And I, could've been Next fall, next blade in the king Bleed red, four doors in the bin But I met four ghosts in the pin And I, could've been Dead boy, my soul is a miss Flushed skin, X types of a kiss Rather hate bitch Just face the abyss Who's to blame for this shit? Rather be dead, throw blades on my wrist Fucking with my head, get dead that's the gist First you can see it on me, I'm pissed Lost in the mist, pants full of piss Pick a daffodilly, so pretty at this Fist fuck, silly willy take a look At the rope, then he jumped All he needed was a brick Daisy those are making Fugazi Lost, pick up a case and Closer closer, pick up the rabies Daisy those are making Fugazi Lost, pick up a case and Close it, close it, pick up the rabies Live in a faucet Live in a faucet Live in a faucet Live in a faucet Live in a faucet Live in a faucet