The Ghost Ship - Faraó

I cannot construct my story

All the way until the end

I write poetry from the beginning

But the rest is up to them

Cause I belong to others

I always have but I insist on an accessible life

If I could some day manage

A life fulfilled and to succeed as an uncomplicated wife

What becomes of a loved being

When memories are disappearing

I hear that it passes on to another world

Just like a ghost ship into space

I’m into you

I got my hands on your money

Got my hands on your guy

You’re into my game

Into my brain

What would it take for you to go insane

You’re into me

I’m into you

I got my hands on your money

Got my hands on your guy

You’re into my game

Into my brain

So how this ends

Is something no one ever knows anything about

A kind of innocence

About the breaking of a pact, your ticket out

I tried to make things better

But my brutality has always been out of my command

It’s either now or never

I gotta get my shit together to be worthy of a man

I go on venture further

Till I find my next lover

Love to love, I’m oblivious

Of what precedes and what follows

What becomes of a loved being

When memories are disappearing

I hear that it passes on to another world

Just like a ghost ship into space

I’m into you

I got my hands on your money

Got my hands on your guy

You’re into my game

Into my brain

What would it take for you to go insane

You’re into me

I’m into you

I got my hands on your money

Got my hands on your guy

You’re into my game

Into my brain

What would it take for you to go insane

You’re into me

I’m into you

I got my hands on your money

Got my hands on your guy

You’re into my game

Into my brain

What would it take for you to go insane