Negative creep with a heart fast asleep
Just wait for the beep, you won't hear it beat
Let's start this off the right way
With no concerns for Air Play
F*ck you
There's really nothing else to say
Sorry I'm not sorry, guess I must have lost my positivity
Must have left somewhere next to Jesus' nativity
Being disrespectful just became my main proclivity
Got no time for sympathy, and f*ck your sensitivity
I'll be the only f*cker not to crack a smile at Disney
I'll take your hopes and prayers and toss em like a f*ckin frisbee
I'll be running round burning down my country tis of thee
Isn't he, dizzily crossing finish lines to victory
Road to Lance, like we planned
Looking like there's six of me
Ghosts dont dance, transparence
All my goals are Sisyphean
European by descent since 93
I was sent to ride the beat
Destination: six feet deep
(I don't give a single solitary lonely f*ck about your bullshit opinions)
I don't give a single solitary lonely f*ck about your bullshit opinions
I'm an asshole, yes, yes I know
I'm the type of ghost to pull a Danny phantom after shows
Antisocial hour, been a couple years since I had a couple bros
But it gave me time to buckle down and learn a bunch a flows
Didn't need a circle to surmount a wealth of growth
Made the most I could outta the crooked path I chose
Where it's gonna lead me, I guess only Satan knows
Youve been in the business of exorcist physics too bad we're not demons were ghosts
Ghost Type - The Fall Lyrics
Ghost Type - The Fall Lyrics
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Negative creep with a heart fast asleep
Just wait for the beep, you won't hear it beat
Let's start this off the right way
With no concerns for Air Play
F*ck you
There's really nothing else to say
Sorry I'm not sorry, guess I must have lost my positivity
Must have left somewhere next to Jesus' nativity
Being disrespectful just became my main proclivity
Got no time for sympathy, and f*ck your sensitivity
I'll be the only f*cker not to crack a smile at Disney
I'll take your hopes and prayers and toss em like a f*ckin frisbee
I'll be running round burning down my country tis of thee
Isn't he, dizzily crossing finish lines to victory
Road to Lance, like we planned
Looking like there's six of me
Ghosts dont dance, transparence
All my goals are Sisyphean
European by descent since 93
I was sent to ride the beat
Destination: six feet deep
(I don't give a single solitary lonely f*ck about your bullshit opinions)
I don't give a single solitary lonely f*ck about your bullshit opinions
I'm an asshole, yes, yes I know
I'm the type of ghost to pull a Danny phantom after shows
Antisocial hour, been a couple years since I had a couple bros
But it gave me time to buckle down and learn a bunch a flows
Didn't need a circle to surmount a wealth of growth
Made the most I could outta the crooked path I chose
Where it's gonna lead me, I guess only Satan knows
Youve been in the business of exorcist physics too bad we're not demons were ghosts
Just wait for the beep, you won't hear it beat
Let's start this off the right way
With no concerns for Air Play
F*ck you
There's really nothing else to say
Sorry I'm not sorry, guess I must have lost my positivity
Must have left somewhere next to Jesus' nativity
Being disrespectful just became my main proclivity
Got no time for sympathy, and f*ck your sensitivity
I'll be the only f*cker not to crack a smile at Disney
I'll take your hopes and prayers and toss em like a f*ckin frisbee
I'll be running round burning down my country tis of thee
Isn't he, dizzily crossing finish lines to victory
Road to Lance, like we planned
Looking like there's six of me
Ghosts dont dance, transparence
All my goals are Sisyphean
European by descent since 93
I was sent to ride the beat
Destination: six feet deep
(I don't give a single solitary lonely f*ck about your bullshit opinions)
I don't give a single solitary lonely f*ck about your bullshit opinions
I'm an asshole, yes, yes I know
I'm the type of ghost to pull a Danny phantom after shows
Antisocial hour, been a couple years since I had a couple bros
But it gave me time to buckle down and learn a bunch a flows
Didn't need a circle to surmount a wealth of growth
Made the most I could outta the crooked path I chose
Where it's gonna lead me, I guess only Satan knows
Youve been in the business of exorcist physics too bad we're not demons were ghosts
Writer: Joshua Ouellette
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