Lyrics

Switched to beer, we knocked out that twelve pack And it's a pretty good thing that we walked Crystal clear, arms brushed, then you held back Wasn't this the kind of thing that you wanted? I'm the tired host of your holy ghost I'm the tired host of your holy ghost And I'll tell you that you, you're clearly the most You are the most Pain's wrapped in blame everything on me It's the same, it's how you like to leave Pawns in games you're hiding up your sleeve Phantom pain, it's all you'll ever be Never fear what I wanted this bad But it's disarming to have right in my face In the mirror, like a light looking back You wait behind the walls of my hiding places I'm the tired host of your holy ghost I'm the tired host of your holy ghost And I'll tell you that you, you're clearly the most You are the most Pain's wrapped in blame everything on me It's the same, it's how you like to leave Pawns in games you're hiding up your sleeve Phantom pain, it's all you'll ever be Wrapped in blame everything on me It's the same, it's how you like to leave Pawns in games you're hiding up your sleeve Phantom pain, it's all you'll ever be Wrapped in blame everything on me It's the same, it's how you like to leave Pawns in games you're hiding up your sleeve Phantom pain, it's all you'll ever be Wrapped in blame everything on me It's the same, it's how you like to leave Pawns in games you're hiding up your sleeve Phantom pain, it's all you'll ever be I'm the tired host of your holy ghost I'm the tired host of your holy ghost
Writer(s): Jennifer Elise Malzone Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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