Hole - Northern Ghost

Phantoms follow me because my poor self couldn’t handle it

I guess it’s ok

God only knows I could use the company

Demons tuck you in because your poor self couldn’t handle it

I guess it’s ok

You never knew til the voice was deafening

Scream out your lungs

Dirty your hands

It’s time for the wolves to give up their demands

Let em all know

That we’re here to revolt

We are

So lost in the white noise

Even my soul

Tried to get away

But now I’m caught in this hole

I can’t see how it was supposed to be

No I can’t tell if anyone is finally listening

Claw at the wall

Bite your nails to the bone

Lock yourself in your lust

Dig in your neck

With the blade of your rapture

Cuz that’s all you’re gonna get

I know I’m sick but you’re much sicker

I know I’m sick but you’re much more sick in the head