ghost of hur0n Songtext
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ghost of hur0n Songtext
Sorrow bringer
The trees around me spring to life like I never could
Could you put me in the timeline where I am understood?
I had walked seven miles on these broken wood planks
Just to meet the ghost of Huron, and give my livelihood to him
And when we die, I pray to god we meet again
Since you′re the only one to guide me through my pain on Earth
I can reassure you, but what is my word worth
If I'm constantly in bottles when I claim I′m sober?
But if I take one I need another
I rеally hold it well, is it a gift or a curse?
I pray I drop a platinum beforе I'm dropped in a hearse
But I swear, I need my juices before I can get to work
This dependency is the only thing that depend on me
You my angel, but I can't help but entertain the devil
On my shoulder, in my mind, and in my alcohol
I may move, I may breathe, but I′m dead overall
It′s too real for me, I need to get a grip
She been worried for me but baby
I've come to accept this, and you should, too
Toxins in my stomach
Make me vomit, but I love it
This is horrible
The trees around me spring to life like I never could
Could you put me in the timeline where I am understood?
I had walked seven miles on these broken wood planks
Just to meet the ghost of Huron, and give my livelihood to him
And when we die, I pray to god we meet again
Since you′re the only one to guide me through my pain on Earth
I can reassure you but what is my word worth
If I'm constantly in bottles when I claim I′m sober?
The trees around me spring to life like I never could
Could you put me in the timeline where I am understood?
I had walked seven miles on these broken wood planks
Just to meet the ghost of Huron, and give my livelihood to him
And when we die, I pray to god we meet again
Since you′re the only one to guide me through my pain on Earth
I can reassure you, but what is my word worth
If I'm constantly in bottles when I claim I′m sober?
But if I take one I need another
I rеally hold it well, is it a gift or a curse?
I pray I drop a platinum beforе I'm dropped in a hearse
But I swear, I need my juices before I can get to work
This dependency is the only thing that depend on me
You my angel, but I can't help but entertain the devil
On my shoulder, in my mind, and in my alcohol
I may move, I may breathe, but I′m dead overall
It′s too real for me, I need to get a grip
She been worried for me but baby
I've come to accept this, and you should, too
Toxins in my stomach
Make me vomit, but I love it
This is horrible
The trees around me spring to life like I never could
Could you put me in the timeline where I am understood?
I had walked seven miles on these broken wood planks
Just to meet the ghost of Huron, and give my livelihood to him
And when we die, I pray to god we meet again
Since you′re the only one to guide me through my pain on Earth
I can reassure you but what is my word worth
If I'm constantly in bottles when I claim I′m sober?
Writer(s): Miles Lenehan Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com