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Ghost of the Weed Garden
04:31
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Tailored maid, tailor-made
A tolled bell, a told belle
Tried hard to be good, waiting in that room
Occidental spell
Born under a dark star
Winking shard of midday sun
Faking us out, the birds surround
Like the day is done
Here comes the ghost of the weed garden
Pitcher's broken and the well is dry
She's the ghost of the weed garden
Everything already happened
Here comes the ghost of the weed garden
Pitcher's broken and the well is dry
She's the ghost of the weed garden
I'm the prairie, she's a city ruin
Stolen thoughts, wicked game
All the bones of a brigade
The bride of life, no shade, no light
Petrified into thing
Never was a trouble, no demands
A no one, a noun, a nun
Surrendered to all your plans
Commendable end begun
Here comes the ghost of the weed garden
Pitcher's broken and the well is dry
She's the ghost of the weed garden
Everything already happened
Here comes the ghost of the weed garden
Pitcher's broken and the well is dry
She's the ghost of the weed garden
I'm the prairie, she's a city ruin
Good, bad, mad -- shame, oh, what a shame
Avert your eyes from the path that she takes
Good, bad, mad -- worse everyday
Protect your spine before it's eaten away
Here comes the ghost of the weed garden
Pitcher's broken and the well is dry
She's the ghost of the weed garden
Everything already happened
Here comes the ghost of the weed garden
Pitcher's broken and the well is dry
She's the ghost of the weed garden
I'm the prairie, she's a city ruin
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2. |
Pit
03:58
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Going into the pit
Spit it out, let it in
Slip me another something
The rule goes one way
When you're learning rites of prey
Eyes peeled open 'til day
Poison
It felt like poison
Yeah, I know what it was
But I'm too sneaky to be caught and burned
Poison
It felt like poison
Thought I knew what it was
But the plate is empty and I can't return
The flames were intended so that
Shutting the iron door, she left
The flames were intended so that
Shutting the iron door, she left
Going into the pit
Gonna raise up my dead
Split my head wide open
The fur goes one way
But don't touch me nor the
Knight in armor with two broken legs
Poison
It felt like poison
Yeah, I know what it was
But I'm too sneaky to be caught and burned
Poison
It felt like poison
Thought I knew what it was
But the plate is empty and I can't return
The flames were intended so that
Shutting the iron door, she left
The flames were intended so that
Shutting the iron door, she left
Repeating all the way down the hall
No one likes a know-it-all, just come when you're called
Repeating all the way down the hall
No one likes a know-it-all, just come when you're called
Repeating all the way down the hall
No one likes a know-it-all, just come when you're called
Repeating all the way down the hall
No one likes a know-it-all, just come when you're called
Going into the pit
Spit it out, let it in
Slip me another something
The rule goes one way
When you're learning rites of prey
Eyes peeled open 'til day
Poison
It felt like poison
Yeah, I know what it was
But I'm too sneaky to be caught and burned
Poison
It felt like poison
Thought I knew what it was
But the plate is empty and I can't return
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3. |
Well Wisher
03:05
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I'll be your well-wisher from afar
Too much pressure for you to be what I want for me
I was aware of the score from the start
You got a castle round your head, round your heart
It's who you are
For now I'm forgiven
At least an approximation
Forgiven
At least an approximation
I'll be yours in the way you'll have me
I'll take, I'll take what you have to give me, give me
So sorry to be greedy, damming up the river
But I'm much better
Having known you
For now I'm forgiven
At least an approximation
Forgiven
At least an approximation
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