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 And you linger like a haunting refrain And I find you spinning round in my brain Like the bubbles in a glass of champagne Like a sip of

Tina! Tina! Tina! Tina! A ghost is screaming your name Out of the flames A piece of brain in my hair The wheels are melting Tina! Tina! Bleeding all around Liquid metal through my veins The radio's burning

When the girls talk boys When the girls, when the girls talk Oh, when the girls, when the girls talk When you're talking to your girls, do you talk about me? Do you tell them white lies, do you tell them the truth? 'Cause every night you and I find

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

Y'all niggas ain't U.L.T. (Ultimate) In the night time, keep me out of sight, it's the poltergeist When I'm ghost, I'mma cut the line, now you outta mind This is the wrath of Aquarius I am the black metal terrorist, ain't no comparison Humanitarian,

My fall will be for you Into the blue memory We used to swim the same moonlight waters Oceans away from the wakeful day My love will be in you If you be the one to cut me I'll bleed forever Scent of the sea before waking afterwards Brings me to thee

In all that you are Be what you be, Oh, be what you be, Are, in all that you are. You be what you be, I can still see the shadow of your ghost, Staring on right lost at sea. I can still feel the wind beneath my shoes, Lifting me on up so I can breathe.

Hold on, Holy Ghost It's the day of the dead Better run, here we come Go on, hold me close So long to the ones you know We come from a world of oblivion, bad dreams I got all I need strapped right to my head stream I'm not really bad, I'm just made up of

You touch me like a razor blade I wish there was some other way right now, oh oh And like a house on fire we're up in flames I'd burn here if that's what it takes To let you know I won't let go of you, oh oh So I'll just hold you like a hand grenade Of

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