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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