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Jon Foreman
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Ghost Machine
All hail the siren of our time I'm possessed when she passes by She drains the best years of my life She makes promises she could never keep
Ain't it a ghost machine Making a ghost outta me After all her lies and surprises still believes I swear she's gonna make a dead man outta me By a ghost machine
Father forgive me cause I know Exactly how I spread my soul My darling she's in the pocket of my coat I make promises I could never keep
Ain't it a ghost machine Ain't she a ghost machine I'm still haunted by the faces on a screen I swear she's gonna make a dead man outta me
Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Do you know yourself? I heard a voice call out We define ourselves By the things we can't live without I didn't know that I could quit at anytime But my ghost is a drug, my ghost is a drug She's in my blood and I can't give her up
The clock the altar of our time We thought the temple of our mind And I've been sprinkling the blood of most my life On the altars of my ghost machine Ain't she my enemy My ancient remedy The gods of empty promises and I believe She haunts me with her laughter in my dreams I swear she's gonna make a dead man out of me A ghost machine
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