Texty: Hannah Georgas. Your Ghost.

your ghost was loud
yeah, it was onto you
and it
it got you down
no way i could get through
so i just
shut out the noises of those ghosts
and held my ears to mute the voices of the cold
and i
i watched them talk till you sleep and when they awake
my hands will block out their screams and you can take
take what you want you can
take
take what you want to take

and i, thought you were on my side
i thought you were on my side
and i, thought you were on my side
i thought you were on my side

your eyes filled the grey
the night veered and flashed its ugly teeth and i
I had no choice but to walk away
They gave me no choice, I had to leave

And I,
shut out the noises of those ghosts
and held my ears to mute the voices of the cold
and i
I watched them cut till you bleed,

with my hands tied back I watched as they feast
and you can take
take what you want you can
take
take what you want

and i, thought you were on my side
i thought you were on my side
and i, thought you were on my side
i thought you were on my side

and what does it take, to give, without expecting something
and what does it take, to love, without expecting something

and i, thought you were on my side
i thought you were on my side
and i, thought you were on my side
i thought you were on my side
and i, thought you were on my side
i thought you were on my side
and i, thought you were on my side
i thought you were on my side
on my side
on my side
on my side
on my side
on my side