Artist: of montreal
Song: death is not a parallel move
Album: Skeletal Lamping (Dig)
Year: 2008
All of my thoughts are from a foreign host
Now I feel just like a ghost
Now I feel just like a ghost
Now I feel just like a ghost
Now I feel just like a ghost
All of my thoughts are from a foreign host
Now I feel just like a ghost
Now I feel just like a ghost
Now I feel just like a ghost
Now I feel just like a ghost
All of my thoughts are from a foreign host
Now I feel just like a ghost
Now I feel just like a ghost
Now I feel just like a ghost
Now I feel just like a ghost
Don't be afraid, lille vän of violence
I'm only poisoning you, not gonna stab you
Don't be afraid, lille vän of my troubled mind
I'm just poisoning you a little with my gloom
This far too much like a noise
It happens to be not so nice
I must nod, I must shatter, I must diffuse
This fractured consciousness, this soft abuse
The identity I composed out of terror
Has become oppressive now
I must defy this dark assignment
I'm over it now, I'm so over it now
Don't be afraid, lille vän of violence
I'm only poisoning you, not gonna shoot you
Don't be afraid, lille vän of my troubled mind
I'm just poisoning you a little every day
