La bruit
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I can feel you inside my bones
Is it you or the chemicals
Thank you Lord I'm dying again
Bet your pulpit is made of sheep
Full of hammers but nothing real
Lord has come and now He's gone
Saw your face in a magazine
Methane burns but our love stings
Just forget who I am
And always tell me
You made these ghosts to haunt you
Copper wire and two good hands
Can we build a house on sand?
You can't feel my burning pain
Ditches full of travelling men
You're too busy to help out them
Don't be shy about all you greed
Saw your face in a magazine
Methane burns but our blood stings
Just forget who I am
And always tell me
You made these ghosts to haunt you
Saw your face in a magazine
Methane burns but our blood stings
Just forget who I am
And always tell me
You made these ghost to haunt-
You made these ghosts to haunt
You made these ghosts to haunt
You made these ghosts to haunt you!