Lyrics We Skinned a Ghost (For Pleasure) - Spiritbox

Picture a stranger
Wading the stream
She's in danger
Out of your reach
Then the moon peaks
Through the drifting clouds
Someone's missing
In the white of her eyes
She points her fingers
Up to the sky
Her silhouette shivers
Then recedes from sight

We skinned a ghost for pleasure
And we nailed it to our wall
Now it's coming back for us
To reap exactly what we've sown

A fuzzy new morning
A buzz in the town
Haven't you heard?
A body was found
Down by the coastland
The limping coroner arrives
Cell phones held above the heads
Of a faceless crowd
The body's in plastic
Gone to the morgue
A Y-shaped incission refutes
All the things you saw

We skinned a ghost for pleasure
Nailed it to our wall
Now it's coming back for us
To reap exactly what we've sown
'And we nailed a ghost for pleasure
Skinned it to our wall
Don't you fear what's in my voice
It is exactly what you've sown!'