Ghost World - Church Tongue

Stuck in a ghost world

Decaying away

Talking to myself waiting for someone to answer

But I can’t ease off this thick skin and I sure as hell can’t imagine letting

someone in

Do they make a pill for that?

Cause I don’t want it.

I won’t try it

«They really might make a pill for that.»

You can’t help me.

I won’t buy it

I’m afraid of becoming a vessel of hauntings

What am I supposed to do when I I’ve got no life to lose?

I’m afraid of becoming a vessel of hauntings

What am I supposed to do when I I’ve got no life to lose?

You see, I’m always in character, but I’m always scared someone will see me

miss my line

Yeah, you’ve caught me it seems

The sound of my soul was painted with gold

Until I corned my emotion while it tired its expression

It was never the same, never the same

No need for intervention

I’m stuck in a ghost world

Decaying away

Talking to myself waiting for someone else to answer

Someday, someday I’ll know who’s to blame

Watch me grow into the ground without care for a way out of hell or God’s club

of Holy’s.

To see how it ends just count to 30