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The Ghoul's Diary
sewerperson
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Tight
Now it's just sleepless nights
Baby girl, I wonder if you died
You could at least say "Hi"
One word, you're on fire
The air smell of burning tires
I don't want you seeing my scars
It don't concern what we are
She was supposed to hold me tight
Now it's just sleepless nights
Baby girl, I wonder if you died
You could at least say "Hi"
One word, you're on fire
The air smell of burning tires
I don't want you seeing my scars
It don't concern what we are
I ain't catching on until it's gone
Look at these symbols, up on the back of my hands
I come alive at night and bitch I do my dance
Taking me oh too seriously, I cannot stand, uh
Filling up my surroundings with the rotting man
Bleed, bitch, bleed, alright
Fluid fills my spine
I know it's not the timе but I am jammed, damn
Bland, I been killing time like son of Sam, man
Thе ghoul comes out in the dim back light
Which poor soul is meeting me tonight?
His flesh grows cold 'fore I take my first bite
I'm left without a soul for the 75th night
Pitch black wings but my skin's pale white
Stepping through the snow but my feet feel fine
Baby, I can't refrain when the smell so ripe
Girl, I know I changed but it's me inside
I couldn't give a fuck if I tried
Bitch, I double my dose, I wanna vibe
Live it up while you can before you die
Somewhere the love of your life is getting piped
Somewhere someone's just about to die
Their world begins to flash before their eyes
And if they were to see you here tonight
They would've traded places to live your life
She was supposed to hold me tight
Now it's just sleepless nights
Baby girl, I wonder if you died
You could at least say "Hi"
One word, you're on fire
The air smell of burning tires
I don't want you seeing my scars
It don't concern what we are
I ain't catching on until it's gone
Tight
Now it's just sleepless nights
Baby girl, I wonder if you died
You could at least say "Hi"
One word, you're on fire
The air smell of burning tires
I don't want you seeing my scars
It don't concern what we are