Elliott Blessed by Your own Ghost Letras:
he sits among the rest, buried in his seat. the
clatter of the crowd is drowning out his speech.
he turns to look at us, a mirror burned in deep.
he wonders who you are, you wonder what he means.
we are the matched and numbered ones. we have been
placed in all their codes. you may be blessed by
your own, you may be blessed by your own ghost.
she makes the driver blush with pains of tongues
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and knees. she opens up the car leaving air to
breathe. the moments all messed up with lanes that
bleed in sheets that cover up our tracks and lead
us to her keep. we are the matched and numbered
ones who live in constant disrepair. you may be
blessed by your own, you may be blessed by your
own ghost. here i'm stressing over fallen angels
with cause to cover. we are the matched and
numbered ones who live in constant disrepair. you
may be blessed by your own, you may be blessed by
your own ghost.
Letras: Blessed by Your own Ghost Elliott [final]