Paroles de A Certain Euphoria

Hammers down spirits gone She breathed her last breathe so the house is done 950 doors they never appeared Rooms and rooms still empty of the ghosts she feared We built this town inside her home for the souls to roam Carpenter nails hoodoo pins Pricked her loneliness Stabbed the gun princess but kept her safe Though the racket drove her insane The gun racket drove her insane We built this ghost town inside her home for the souls to roam Winchester - Mrs. Winchester Her spirit knows a certain euphoria Like floating through walls Daughter of lore Wife of a gunmaker