Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Our Ghosts , by - A Wilhelm Scream. Song from the album Career Suicide, in the genre ПанкRelease date: 31.12.2006
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Nitro
Song language: English
Our Ghosts |
| Sink traps without a catch |
| The last grocery bags stacked up in a pile |
| A laundry sack, scratched up for the automat |
| The cats figure out you’ll be gone for a while |
| We could not block the arrows that poisoned your heart |
| Betrayed from the beginning, now too spoiled to trust |
| We’d work on an ending, but where would we start? |
| I won’t pass my judgments for judges to judge |
| Just hashing out contingents with your ghost |
| The meaning well, misguided talking shit committee gathers |
| When their tragedy ignites a fire, dormant, weeping, battered |
| And the pattern is embarrassing, it only makes it sadder |
| Now I finally realize it and I wish it didn’t matter at all |
| Don’t push, don’t pull, act, enabler |
| Guilt pays off in full, pay your maker |
| I’ll be opposed to every argument, be ill with every lie |
| I’m not looking to be a hero, I’m not looking for a fight |
| I’m working out contingents with your ghost |
| Sorting through specifics with your ghost |
| Explaining my position to your ghost |
| I’m seeing double vision with our ghosts |