Of Montreal
Of Montreal - Death Is Not A Parallel Move lyrics
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All of my thoughts are from a foreign host Now I feel just like a ghost Now I feel just like a ghost Now I feel just like a ghost Now I feel just like a ghost All of my thoughts are from a foreign host Now I feel just like a ghost Now I feel just like a ghost Now I feel just like a ghost Now I feel just like a ghost All of my thoughts are from a foreign host Now I feel just like a ghost Now I feel just like a ghost Now I feel just like a ghost Now I feel just like a ghost Don't be afraid lille vän of violence I'm only poisoning you, not gonna stab you. Don't be afraid lille vän of my troubled mind I'm just poisoning you a little With my gloom This far too much like a noise It happens to be not so nice I must nod I must shatter I must diffuse This fractured consciousness This soft abuse The identity I composed out of terror has become oppressive now I must (not) defy (defeat) this dark assignment I'm over it now I'm so over it now Don't be afraid lille vän of violence I'm only poisoning you, not gonna shoot you. Don't be afraid lille vän of my troubled mind I'm just poisoning you a little Every day
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