What's the panic with you? Your urgent need to mingle Press the flesh and smell my breath Can't you just fuckin' wait?
How many people did you kill? Argue it with that kid You got ghosts chasin' you now, in your truck Ghosts got a ghost truck
They say time waits for no one You couldn't be more wrong Time is patient, like a hunter waiting for You to come along
Even if I give you the out Of not knowing what the fuck this is about
We should raise a ghost army Volunteer ghosts, enlisted ghosts Help the living help the dead with their tools
We'll tattoo the names of the dead Tattoo their names Tattoo the names of the dead On your handsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
