oh oh my love
I was crushed by your velvet glove
Swallowed whole by the tombs in your marrow
6 feet under with insatiable hunger
I tend to wonder..
Where do you ghostly things go in your lifelong slumber?
The unknown holds the needle that contains the anesthesia
23 doses and the mystery lingers
Father turned my soul into a succubus
Dropped me from the precipice
Grew wings on my way down
Now I haunt your home town
Sinking in spacetime
Getting drunk
Wine and jazzy bass lines
Resonate from the street
Into ya feet
Until you CANNOT accept defeat
My weapon of choice is a voice that haunts the spirit in whispers
Ten fold
Leaking through the vents in your house
You're chest is a ghost town.