Moss Icon - Ghost Dance (The Life) | Текст песни

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• Ghost Dance (The Life)

Take my life and look at it, you can feel you can--
Drop this winde, spill the spit out upon the floor
Look at it, "Stand up you fool let Thunderbird soar."
To shine the boot that walks on the road
that leads to here
To stop, and sit and think about the way
things might have been
To waste my bottled tise, you fool this is not
a joke.
Take my life and look at it you can love, you leave--
Drop my wine, break vines that grown on and on
Look at me, "Give up you fool this joke won't last long."
To smother our past with blantant lies, it can't
work in here
To forget, release, to drop, to let, "Sorry I'm
still here."
"Leave him alone, leave his alone, he's deaf, he's drunk,
he's crazy."
Took his life and held it high is what they did
"Drop back in. "I tried, just one if I'd have hid
"Look at his, "you smile, "seven pounds, four ounces."
To take this life
"The worst is over, "you're thinking about the mother
on that last one aren't you?

To give up the ghost
To recieve my life
To cork the bottle
To recieve my life
To give up the ghost