Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Host, artist - Twiztid. Album song Trick or Treat, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 25.10.2018
Record label: Majik Ninja Entertainment
Song language: English
The Host |
Excuse me somebodies in here |
Hello? |
What happened next is a mystery to me |
So sadistic, she really is the business |
Behavioral issues from childhood can’t fix it |
I might just risk this very life of mine |
Impressionistic of womanly losing why my mind so blind |
Sever on my friendly ties as we right the night the night sky |
Searching aimlessly all through the plains to be one of a kind |
Undermine never why she’s the might in my spine |
She’s the light in my darkness on the other side unwind |
As I tell you people why with the love that’s in my eyes |
Could never tell her lies no she saved my life as she’s mine |
I’m hurt so many words to describe the times shes saved the worst |
For all the assholes that treat me like a jerk |
But never understood my work |
But she knew from day one kept me on the right track |
With the body so fun call her my honey bun |
Yes shes frightening to most |
Keep her warm like my ghost |
Or her name is the host |
I’m ghost |
My love the host |
I’m ghost |
My love the host |
Never mind to properly understand my kind |
You must be tangled in the vines when it’s choosing for a harvest time |
Picked over left behind in a pack to rot and die |
With a crows dropped shit from out of crushed velvet sky |
Chances are it gets smashed by car driven by teens on haloween |
Doing donuts in a parking patch |
Crickets swarming everything |
Supposed that I get saved to leave the pumpkin patch and escape |
To be worshiped in a circle of sulfur eleven? |
so pain |
Keep the dead from the way I’m in a ghost to be exact |
With the track to flesh his scab and his soul turns black |
And it’s back to garbage can or a compost heat |
To become one with a earth and the cycle that repeats |
And insects grow close as they continue eat the host |
It must be thousands of them and still I never felt alone |
I’m in a laughter of the crows in a cackle from out of trees |
In a sense I’ve been a priest telling me always believe in a host |
I’m ghost |
My love the host |
I’m ghost |
My love the host |
I’ve should have never played alone |
But I’m bored so I got to board the plane on my own |
And record everything I red fuck who am I kidding you know |
I ain’t read shit I took it straight to the head |
Put it into a circle of glass and first I’ve seen nothing so I begin to ask |
Is there anybody in here give me a sign |
Let me know I’m not alone and bloodshot to my eyes |
with demonic it must be something so alive ripping my stomach |
And I feel like I’m gonna vomit my ribs just broke |
Body in contract in looking like we never spoke |
I can feel it in my bones so I stab a knife in it |
Hoping that I can kill whatever life I’m transmitting |
What a joke, just kinda layed there and died |
After told by something that never wanted me alive |
I’m ghost |
My love the host |
I’m ghost |
My love the host |
I’m ghost |
My love the host |
I’m ghost |
My love the host |
(Do you love me?) |