Spirits

Lie down, come to Spirits come through Swim up to my head Make old things new It's a little bit heavenly A little bit sick I don't feel quite like myself I've been playing with my health In my head too many days In a room I can't escape Turning into someone else, it's killing me Something's in the way, something has to change It's killing me Silence in the heart, sickness in the brain Now I know This bend in my back from the weight on my soul Been looking at the world with one eye closed A little bit heavenly A little bit sick And the side effects of shit I've stepped in Side effects of truth I'm left with A spinning room I can't escape There has to be another way I'm still stuck inside myself, it's killing me Something's in the way, something has to change It's killing me Silence in the heart, sickness in the brain Now I know This bend in my back from the weight on my soul Been looking at the world with one eye closed A little bit heavenly A little bit sick Spirits come through Make old things new Spirits fool you Lie down, see through Spirits fool you Slip right through your hands Old tricks turn you It's a little bit make-believe A little bit true Weeds in the garden, snakes in the soul Every day passing, they grow, they grow And they grow The smoke in my lungs, the fire on my tongue Spirits make me warm when my heart is not enough When it gets so numb It's a little bit obvious (stumble in my step, the long gap between breaths) A little unclear (stumble in my step, the long gap between breaths) It's a little bit obvious (stumble in my step, the long gap between breaths) A little sincere (stumble in my step, the long gap between breaths) It's a little bit obvious (stumble in my step, the long gap between breaths) A little unclear (stumble in my step, the long gap between breaths) A little bit obvious (stumble in my step, the long gap between breaths) I don't feel quite like myself Turning into someone else It's killing me Something has to change (change, change) It's killing me Silence in the heart, sickness in the brain Now I know This bend in my back from the weight on my soul Been looking at the world with one eye closed Spirits come through Make old things new Spirits fool you Spirits fool you