The Ghost of a Thousand - Black Art Number One Lyrics

Lyrics Black Art Number One - The Ghost of a Thousand



What a cunt this world
What a difficult feeling
To have swift right hand
And never have the left to cover the bleeding
I know, but you know, why let the feeling / show it son
I know, but you know why let it go? So?
Please you got to give us more time
My god its the end of the world
Set phasers to stun
At the heart of the sun
With an ice pick raised
In an arc over what we've done
I know, but you know, why let the feeling / show it son
I know, but you know why let it go? So?
Please you got to give us more time
My god its the end of the world
Put my hopes beside the river, lay them down, let the water hold them under
Please you got to give us more time
My god its the end of the world
By sisHo



Writer(s): the ghost of a thousand


The Ghost of a Thousand - twobythree
Album twobythree
date of release
25-03-2008



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