Diffuser

Ghost · Other Songs - Ghost

Bludgen me with anything worth saying one thousand times



Bury me in genius I'll welcome the suffocating lines



Just how much breath can one person waste



My ears your mouth I'm hearing your sickening taste



Paint me a movie



Sing me a book



Make it non-fiction with the friction and dirty looks



I cut out my tounge I have bled the wrong words



We scream into filters just asking to be heard



Paint me a movie



Sing me a book



Make it non-fiction with friction and dirty looks



All I can give is what you take