Hot Trash - Johnny Baboon Lyrics

I've come to terms that I'm a poltergeist
Travel the world unseen by eyes
A lonely spirit motivated by sound
Content to live with my feet off the ground
That's alright and that's okay, mortality is overrated anyway
Give me mercy and give me my songs
Forever I'll happily float along

Break down the foundation to fact, lets hope the youth remains intact
Cast a blind eye to the unseen, hope the end supports the means
Choke back the fear that rests inside, hope that it hides until I die
I love where I roam, Walt Whitman guide me home
Oh, Walt Whitman guide me home

Or could it be that our generation's unmotivated and lost
Should I just step back
Take a moment get my mind back on track
At least I got hope
At least I got home

Detective with a stone cold face
Hot on the trail and murder's the case
Make my mission then I miss my mark
Hiding in the woods like a wolf in the dark
This allocated trust is wearing thin
On the verge of a new day to begin

Break down the foundation to fact, lets hope the youth remains intact
Cast a blind eye to the unseen, hope the end supports the means
Choke back the fear that rests inside, hope that it hides until I die
I love where I roam, Walt Whitman guide me home
Oh, Walt Whitman guide me home

Or could it be that our generation's unmotivated and lost
Should I just step back
Take a moment get my mind back on track
At least I got hope At least I got home

Come to terms, poltergeist
Travel the world, missed by eyes
Lonely spirit, moved by sound
Content to live, feet off the ground
Made my mission, missed my mark
Hiding in the woods, wolf in the dark
At least I got hope At least I got hope
At least I got home

I'm gonna take my time, before it really is my time

Walt Whitman guide me home

Choke back the fear that rests inside, hope that it hides until I die
I love where I roam, Walt Whitman guide me home
Oh, Walt Whitman guide me home