(Mm-mm-mm)
Trapped inside
A skull-sized kingdom tonight
The rot of rain
In my nose
And I can see her ribs
When she's sending me shower pics
The yellows of the dusty rings
Around her eyes
Hospitable host, my maid
The historian of my better days
The life that came befire
And now my heart's in the tombs from what might come next
Don't wanna go to the Louvre just to sit on the steps
And chase the ghost in the uniform, the uniform, yeah
It was a COVID-era fling, should've lasted a year
Got to half a decade later and we're still here
Me and the ghost in the uniform, the uniform, yeah
Me and the ghost in the uniform, the uniform, yeah
Call me when
Your arms are finally open again
When you're hot
And feeling bored
I'll waste our time
A blind man leading the blind
In peace and off to war
And I still wanna watch you do your lips, float above your house
What's it mean to teach your man to fish? I'm still finding out
Throw me over handlebars, slowly taking off your blouse
There's an evening for ya
And now my heart's in the tombs from what might come next
Don't wanna go to the Louvre just to sit on the steps
And the chase the ghost in the uniform, the uniform, yeah
It was a COVID-era fling, should've lasted a year
Got to half a decade later and we're still here
Me and the ghost in the uniform, the uniform, yeah
Me and the ghost in the uniform, the uniform, yeah
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