Fleurs Captives
Press you in the pages of a hardcover book
To dry like flowers and weeds
Peel your petals off and slowly pull them apart
To wrap in my bed sheets
To take you with me while I drift off to sleep
And assemble you inside of my dreams
On a soiled mattress, we drift to the attic
Where the dust collects on your long eyelashes
They say open up the window
And stand in the sunshine
But you hide in the shadows
'Cause the light goes right through you
You're a ghost, you're a ghost
You're a ghost, you're a ghost of my mind
You're a ghost, you're a ghost
You're a ghost, you're a ghost of my mind
We hide in the places where mice make their holes
Our skin getting cold under moth-eaten clothes
I feel my lips turn blue, I'd do anything
To be held by you through the night
The doors are all closed, we peer through key holes
Tucked away in a place where flowers can't grow
Your skin turns to dust in my hands
And I'm left holding onto a pile of sand
They say open up the window
And stand in the sunshine
But you hide in the shadows
'Cause the light goes right through you
You're a ghost, you're a ghost
You're a ghost, you're a ghost of my mind
You're a ghost, you're a ghost
You're a ghost, you're a ghost of my mind
And they say open up the window
And stand in the sunshine
But you stay in the shadows
'Cause the light goes right through you
You're a ghost, you're a ghost
You're a ghost, you're a ghost
You're a ghost
To dry like flowers and weeds
Peel your petals off and slowly pull them apart
To wrap in my bed sheets
To take you with me while I drift off to sleep
And assemble you inside of my dreams
On a soiled mattress, we drift to the attic
Where the dust collects on your long eyelashes
They say open up the window
And stand in the sunshine
But you hide in the shadows
'Cause the light goes right through you
You're a ghost, you're a ghost
You're a ghost, you're a ghost of my mind
You're a ghost, you're a ghost
You're a ghost, you're a ghost of my mind
We hide in the places where mice make their holes
Our skin getting cold under moth-eaten clothes
I feel my lips turn blue, I'd do anything
To be held by you through the night
The doors are all closed, we peer through key holes
Tucked away in a place where flowers can't grow
Your skin turns to dust in my hands
And I'm left holding onto a pile of sand
They say open up the window
And stand in the sunshine
But you hide in the shadows
'Cause the light goes right through you
You're a ghost, you're a ghost
You're a ghost, you're a ghost of my mind
You're a ghost, you're a ghost
You're a ghost, you're a ghost of my mind
And they say open up the window
And stand in the sunshine
But you stay in the shadows
'Cause the light goes right through you
You're a ghost, you're a ghost
You're a ghost, you're a ghost
You're a ghost
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