Trace Ghosts

[Verse 1]
Bright think in a bind
Was happier with less surprise
Cashing the cold shit
Spewing in Sanskrit
The felt of a weathered prime

[Chorus]
And when we first spun
Ahe able was wrought
The smile was stone

[Verse 2]
When bandy was checked in
We never had an out
The truth is we liked the rum
We wailed and spit the tears
Back to a cup
A trail dusted in silk sheets
We never had a snooze
The truth is we like the loss
We grazе that hand in mouth
And chew our tongue

[Pre-Chorus]
Unpack the rays
My throat doеs swell
Gets right with age
Then burns in hell

[Chorus]
And when we first spun
Ahe able was wrought
The smile was stone

[Verse 5]
Trace ghosts in the wheel well
They rust and shoot themselves in the head
And preach that dirt can cure
The loss of war rations, we split
It's all just fodder
The gown on the fat man
We see his ass hang out
And I thought what a weird third eye to crack

[Pre-Chorus]
Unpack the rays
My throat does swell
Gets right with age
Then burns in hell

[Chorus]
And when we first spun
Ahe able was wrought
The smile was stone

[Instrumental Bridge]

[Outro]
Bright think in a bind
Was happier with less surprise
Cashing the cold shit
Spewing in Sanskrit