It’s all about black lights and festivals.
Blonde hair and cherry soda
You wanna hear the sound of fear if you’re able
It’s all about dark ink and milk-white powder
Don’t stare at the suns forever
You wanna hear the sound of fear if you’re able
Give up your ghost. Give up your guns
Let’s make a toast. Are we having fun?
Just like mother said I’ll see you at the station
When you’re givin up the ghost. Given up your ghost.
Black lights and festivals.
Blonde hair and cherry soda
Dark ink and milk-white powder.
Don’t stare at the suns forever
You wanna hear the sound of fear if you’re able
Give up your ghost. Give up your guns
Let’s make a toast. Are we having fun
Just like mother said I’ll see you at the station
When you’re given up the ghost. Given up your ghost.
You want a piece of it. I’m from a hard line
You want a piece of it. I’m from a hard line!!
Givin up your ghost. Givin up your guns
Let’s make a toast. Are we having fun
Just like mother said I’ll see you at the station
When you’re given up the ghost. Given up your ghost.
You want a piece of it. I’m from a hard line
You want a piece of it. I’m from a hard line!!
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