LIVE & ACOUSTIC - GHOST PARADE “DRUGS WITH STRANGERS ON LOVERS” FEAT. JOHNNY O’HAGAN OF IDLEHANDS
Gazing like zombies far along your rails.
Weaving in and out of blur and clarity, we take to your celebrity.
Let the mask slip. Take the long trip.
Drifting with our senses sharpened; lovers in darkness.
In all out blaze, we burn ever slowly.
Be on some long long lines that loosen our taste and touch.
Gripping each moment tight, we keep our shit well doped up.
Drifting faceless, raging with all our senses sharpened; lovers in darkness.
In all out blaze, we burn ever slowly.
We keep laying years over and turn up the numbing weather.
Blissfully bent shoulders. We are drawn and quartered.
Blazing with all our senses sharpened; lovers in darkness.
In all out blaze, we burn ever slowly.
Were randomly drifting.
O blaze, keep us rolling.