I Am Ghost

Like sugar the sweetest thing I ever tasted
Like a fine merlot
And white pills cut on glass and lips of dolls
I'm told there was beauty in our silence
So hold me angel, love me angel
Kiss the sun and burn our lips dead radio
Candy girl you will never ever, ever make me the
Perfect killer
Outside the rabbit hole is a candy shop of poison
A velvet tongue demur is cast and melted
We are not alone
A creature stirs outside these paper walls
These gods are hollow and burned
Ignite this angel, love me angel
Kiss the sun and burn our lips dead radio
Candy girl you will never ever, ever make me the
Perfect killer