I can hear the scream of trumpetsSmell the ash and sulfurTalons of battalion scratch out the skyLike black feathers, scorpion eyes
I don't attract what I want, I attract what I amDead as the bees buzzing inside my head
Hold my hand and spin aroundHold my hand and spin aroundHold my hand and spin aroundThis is heaven upside down
When I try to look inside youI ended up looking through youNow you're trying to tell meYou're not a ghost
When I try to look inside youI ended up looking through youNow you're trying to tell meYou're not a ghost
I don't attract what I want, I attract what I amDead as the bees buzzing inside my head
When I try to look inside youI ended up looking through youNow you're trying to tell meYou're not a ghost, not a ghost
(Not a ghost)(Not a ghost)(Not a ghost)(Not a ghost)
Hold my hand, spin aroundHold my hand, spin aroundHold my hand and spin aroundThis is heaven upside down
Hold my hand, spin aroundThis is heaven upside downHold my hand, spin 'roundThis is heaven upside down
When I try to look inside youI ended up looking through youNow you're trying to tell meYou're not a ghost
When I try to look inside youI ended up looking through youNow you're trying to tell meYou're not a ghost, you're not a ghost
Not a ghostNot a ghostNot a ghostNot a ghost