OUR SUNDAY AFFAIRS LYRICS

"Ooh, The Ghost"

Lo and behold
Me splayed across the road
Wade my way across
This coast for casting stones

Snap me in half with the holy ghost
Cast me aside like your wish bone

So I've got these parts that are
Buried under ground
They'll take their time
It just feels so much faster when you're around

Feel free to hollow out my chest
If it brings you peace to your head when you go to rest

Because I doubt I will see while I'm under ground
But it was nice to know you while around

I know that I rely on
Empty speech well
Desertmouth I swear
You used to be a beach
My stomach swells
Thoughts of summer hold my hand

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