Banquets - Sexy Ghosts | Текст песни

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Oh heart, cigarette, sleeve
I throw my piss to the breeze
And all my dreams are fading from the sun and the wind and rain

Hold me down to look back at the memories
What's keeping me here, if it feels so alone?
Hold me down to look back at the "better days"
I laugh the hardest at, the lies i've told

I got good just sifting around

My rotten mouth's out-sexed, been burnt by cigarettes
You take my air away
Not concerned who you're sleeping with, I can still get better yet
You take my air away

We were sexy ghosts

Live the afterlife with no apologies
I left compassion back at home
Throw my vices all right in front of me
The ailments that plague are all inside my soul

My rotten mouth's out-sexed, been burnt by cigarettes
You take my air away
Not concerned who you're sleeping with, I can still get better yet
You take my air away

My rotten mouth's out-sexed, been burnt by cigarettes
You take my air away
Not concerned who you're sleeping with, I can still get better yet
You take my air away

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