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these illusions are my latest addiction - ghost town lyrics

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[verse 1]
(oh, sh-t)
unwishful thinking, unlawful d-mnation
come forth through the crowd
speak up so loud that the dead can hear you screaming
your words, they have more meaning than you think
that the friendly are listening, but really they’re loathing
my world is exploding
drop em like a bomb
so, i’ll drop em like a bomb

[bridge 1]
ignorance, so cliche, one hit of pure decay
wicked, wretched, catatonic
looking for a place to vomit
taking on the f-cking world a body at a time
now you sit in devil’s heaven
just before you know you’re dead
i’ve got this itching, sinking feeling
you’re in someone else’s bed

[chorus]
now the bloodsuckers begin to show their t–th
your true color splattered on these walls in red
smoke and mirrors they hide the spit behind your t–th
these illusions got me suffering

[verse 2]
it’s not my fault, you can’t be serious
wicked, wretched, catatonic
looking for a place to vomit
take that bullsh-t elsewhere
you can’t be serious, you must be delirious

[bridge 2]
sit tight, this might get messy
we’re painting the walls with these actions
if only they could speak
what happened should never leave
so tragic they won’t believe

[chorus]
now the bloodsuckers begin to show their t–th
your true color splattered on these walls in red
smoke and mirrors they hide the spit behind your t–th
these illusions got me suffering

[bridge 3]
upset one more person
no one knows, no one care
no one seems to hear what isn’t said
too afraid to stand up, too ashamed to say
i deserve this, i deserve this
letting go has set me free

blood splattered, these illusions got me suffering
blood splattered, these illusions got me suffering
i deserve this, i deserve this
letting go has set me free

(it’s not my fault, you can’t be serious)
(this is delirious, this can’t be true)
(why can’t you see the truth)
(it’s not my fault, you can’t be serious)
it’s not my fault
(it’s not my fault, you can’t be serious)

now the bloodsuckers begin to show their t–th
your true color splattered on these walls in red
smoke and mirrors they hide the spit behind your t–th
these illusions got me suffering

- ghost town lyrics

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