And they call me under And I'm shaking like a leaf Are you really gonna love me when I'm gone? I fear you won't I fear you don't And it echoes when I breathe Until all you see is my ghost Empty vessel, crooked teeth Wish you could see

Sweet berries ready for two Ghosts are no different than you Ghosts are now waiting for you Do we, do we know When we fly When we, when we go Are you, dreaming Dreaming tonight

Weave us of mist Hide us in shadows You know that the fog is here omnipresent A secular haze You know that his son is near omnipotent Come mist eternal When the diseaser sees no cure When the intents remain obscure

And my enemies all know my name 'cause my family don't seem so familiar And when you hear me tap on yer window Panic is on the way What tongueless ghost of sin crept through my curtains? Sailing on a sea of sweat on a stormy night I think he don't got a

We started looking for you In the darker caves We had a lot of love We thought would light the way We saw the wrecks of buildings And ships that sank in starlight We saw the ghosts of angels That spoke of falls from tremendous heights

You go to my head Though I'm certain that this heart of mine Hasn't a ghost of a chance In this crazy romance You go to my head, you go to my head You linger like a haunting refrain And I find you spinning round In my brain Like the bubbles in a glass of

And for what? (HEY! ) And if I could go back and make my amends, I'd make all those mistakes again. And kill every last one of those bastards, my friend! Though you see me now, the mere ghost of a man, I once had the heart of a lion. Commanding my ship,

I will wait for your return And fly away I don’t wait for their return Stars fall out Of the sky, my love As the years go by And one by one All the ghosts in the night

We just gon' fuck up the club, baby, fuck up the club, baby And you better bring your whole crew Yes any time you want to All this money got my mind gone Yeah! This that '63 AMG Ghost music This that Ace of Spade, Belair, let's toast music Nigga let's

Beneath the curse of these lovers eyes But do not ask the price I pay I must live with my quiet rage Tame the ghosts in my head That run wild and wish me dead Should you shake my ash to the wind Lord forget all of my sins And let me die where I lie I