WEATHERBOX LYRICS

"Ghost Malls"

Three days of bad urges, three nights of black curtains.
Three days of bright chases. Three nights of white Satan.

I got a white Satan, a great white Satan.

Been through a few whirlwinds with you.
We're a mess. We make do.

Thanks to mka12992 for these lyrics

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