Painkiller The Pigeon - Two Thirds Of A Ghost
Two thirds of a ghost, yeah!
Some people will try anything
To get them out of things
Even death or a diamond ring
Neither one of them's a permanent thing
Well, this I know
I've done this one before
The one with bags packed by the door
Two thirds of a ghost, yeah!
I pawned some shit that you needed
Your number did get deleted
I'm crawling 'round on all fours
Crawling 'round on all fours
Like a zombie with nowhere to go
Cause this I know
I've been that guy before
The one with bags packed by the door
Two thirds of a ghost
I know you're pretending
That nothing is ending
Is this bad bereavement
You think you get special treatment?
You're one slip at most from a ghost
I said "I'll see you in the morning if I make it to the morning
And my heart can take it anymore"
Two thirds of a ghost
Written by:
Devon Bryant
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