Foot Ox - Ghost

Carriers

What lesson were you trying to teach?
Was it happiness is always slightly out of reach?
Or that we cannot subsist without any sleep?
Or than I am a whale laying dead on the beach?
Well I don't think you can practice that bullshit you preach
'Cause you are a dog drinking Clorox bleach
And you'll be dead
On my grass
By morning point

So become manure to feed the flowers
Because I'm no longer counting hours
This song is a cap on a bottle of power
That you can die hoping you will not devour
Because you are not a fucking princess
You are a car with a dead battery
Now that my life is no longer a mess
All the pieces are falling into place

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Writer(s): Teague Cullen
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