歌词
Death, she must have been your will
A bone beneath the reaper's veil
With your voice my belly sunk
And I began to feel so drunk
Candle, candle, on my clock
Oh Lord, I must have heard you knock me out of bed
As the flames licked my head
And my lungs filled up black in their tiny little shack
It was real and I repent
All those messages you sent, clear as day, but in the night
Oh, I couldn't get it right
Here is a church and here is a steeple
Open the doors there are the people
And all their little hearts at ease
For another week's disease
And eagle, eagle, towel, and scream
I never once left in between
I was on the fence and I never wanted your two cents
Down my throat, in the pit, with my head upon the spit
Oh Reverend, please, can I chew your ear?
I've become what I most fear
And I know there's no such thing as ghosts
But I have seen the demon host
专辑信息
1.Another Wave From You
2.Airwaves
3.Outro
4.Demon Host
5.Good Time Man (Peter Amato Remix)
6.That Glow
7.Creep
8.Sunny
9.Don't Think Twice, It's Alright
10.Common People
11.Money
12.Time
13.Poor People
14.This Bitter Earth