Song | Haunted By the Ghost of a Dead Actress |
Artist | The Plasmarifle |
Album | While You Were Sleeping (The World Forever Changed in an Instant) |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
Like a perfect vision captured in time, | |
You’re all the inspiration I need | |
Wisp, your presence, entwine with mine, | |
You’ve been burning in my heart. | |
You’re elusive, you’ve been avoiding me. | |
You’re a ghost, a vision still haunting me. | |
The consensus is that I’m hallucinating, | |
Though most have heard you creaking and moaning. | |
Having you float above me inaudibly accusing, | |
Won’t do half as much as your memory glowing. | |
I say, you are the greatest source of joy and pain. | |
Calibrate my emotions for a woman that’s only half there. | |
My ambitions, fully committed to pleasing only you. | |
Though they do not see you, I know you’re there, | |
A cold breeze tingles the back of my neck, | |
When (if ever) you decide to show your face. | |
Your gaze renders me aloof to the cares of this world. | |
Your translucent radiance warms my dead soul, | |
As you seek to obtain my eyes alone. | |
For no one knows of our secret bond, | |
I beseech you my love, would you be mine? |
Like a perfect vision captured in time, | |
You' re all the inspiration I need | |
Wisp, your presence, entwine with mine, | |
You' ve been burning in my heart. | |
You' re elusive, you' ve been avoiding me. | |
You' re a ghost, a vision still haunting me. | |
The consensus is that I' m hallucinating, | |
Though most have heard you creaking and moaning. | |
Having you float above me inaudibly accusing, | |
Won' t do half as much as your memory glowing. | |
I say, you are the greatest source of joy and pain. | |
Calibrate my emotions for a woman that' s only half there. | |
My ambitions, fully committed to pleasing only you. | |
Though they do not see you, I know you' re there, | |
A cold breeze tingles the back of my neck, | |
When if ever you decide to show your face. | |
Your gaze renders me aloof to the cares of this world. | |
Your translucent radiance warms my dead soul, | |
As you seek to obtain my eyes alone. | |
For no one knows of our secret bond, | |
I beseech you my love, would you be mine? |
Like a perfect vision captured in time, | |
You' re all the inspiration I need | |
Wisp, your presence, entwine with mine, | |
You' ve been burning in my heart. | |
You' re elusive, you' ve been avoiding me. | |
You' re a ghost, a vision still haunting me. | |
The consensus is that I' m hallucinating, | |
Though most have heard you creaking and moaning. | |
Having you float above me inaudibly accusing, | |
Won' t do half as much as your memory glowing. | |
I say, you are the greatest source of joy and pain. | |
Calibrate my emotions for a woman that' s only half there. | |
My ambitions, fully committed to pleasing only you. | |
Though they do not see you, I know you' re there, | |
A cold breeze tingles the back of my neck, | |
When if ever you decide to show your face. | |
Your gaze renders me aloof to the cares of this world. | |
Your translucent radiance warms my dead soul, | |
As you seek to obtain my eyes alone. | |
For no one knows of our secret bond, | |
I beseech you my love, would you be mine? |