I Am Ghost

I am the man they couldn't hang
A forced-fed son of romance dressed in hooks who kissed your
Head, killed 12 dead baby
I am an addict burning winter, a closed-door annihilator
Motherfucker burned who was married in your bone garden
It's feeling hot outside lately and I'm not alone
Feels like I'm back inside your hell (how does it feel?)
It's gonna rain, I'm gonna rain tonight, rain on your parade
And I'm just getting started (so how does it feel... again?)
These ugly mall-rats burning Shepard whores
(Hide and seek) banished the walls of dying jackals who sit in
Chairs, Tonight, tonight I'll drink until I drown, take all but
Seven pills then love me in your bone garden
It's feeling hot outside lately and I'm not alone
Feels like I'm back inside your hell (how does it feel?)
It's gonna rain, I'm gonna rain tonight, rain on your parade