Ghost

Jesus pines for valhalla
Dying for the grave
This gravity be too much locomotion
His vessel all concave

God, I could use some divination
Soul steeped in ethanol
I don't want to be their salvation
My faith is all too small

C'mon, Yahweh
All too ostentatious
I am juiced up seeing triple again
Sick at the sight
Can't you sympathize?

Ghost gon' get you
I ain't ready daddy to take this fall
Host gon' quit you
I ain't ready daddy why can't we stall?

I don't even know what love is

Jesus nods with the zephyr
Flying to be brave
No gravity when he on that potion
No sorry soul to save

God, I could use some elevation
I'm balls deep in this ethanol
What the fuck is my motivation?
Your shadow makes me small

C'mon, Yahweh
This ain't perspicacious
What is one against a world of sin?
Sick of the fight and I'm terrified

Ghost gon' get you
I ain't ready, daddy, to take this fall
Host gon' quit you
I ain't ready, daddy, why can't we stall?

I don't even know what love is

Arcadia, across the Astral Plane
Arcadia, they'll never preach my name

I don't even know what love is

I don't know

Ghost gon' get you
I ain't ready daddy
Let me go

Ghost gon' get you
I ain't ready, daddy

Let me go

Ghost gon' get you
I ain't ready, daddy

Let me go

I don't even know what love is



Credits
Writer(s): Austin Lesch, Jesse Barnes
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