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Ghostpoet – Meltdown lyrics
[Verse 1 - Ghostpoet]
I was hesitant at first
Thinking it ain't the right time
Egg shell hearts just cracked
Crying on the train
Fearful of the fags
The sorrows and the morrows
And the Chinatown whispers that would
Obviously be muttered by the dogs
Now compassion I don't lack
Just heart filled with runner beans
And feet lacking running shoes
And yes it was just you and me
Just fly
Trap doors are bound
No turning round
Set course for the rocks mate, chin up
Watch us sink without a sound
Watch us sink without a sound
[Chorus - Woodpecker Wooliams]
I think we're on the meltdown
I feel it in my bones, you know
I don't feel right no
I don't feel right no no no
I think we're on the meltdown
I feel it in my bones, you know
I don't feel right no
I don't feel right no no no
[Verse 2 - Ghostpoet]
So now I'm second guessing yes and no
Blood pumps regular
But skin feels icy cold
And flights old, are melting with the past
So it won't be forever then
I can't do forever friends
Cause something in my character just takes a hold
And throws me out the car
Maybe if I looked afar
I could stop the catastrophe
But you and me weren't meant to be
And someone somewhere knew it from the start
Now it's love that soaks my heart
I contemplate the dark
And superglue the memories and better days
The times I made you laugh
The times I made you laugh
[Chorus x2]
[Bridge - Ghostpoet and Woodpecker Wooliams]
I don't mean to disappoint and tear apart
But baby it's my heart
This time I got to follow it
I don't mean to disappoint and tear apart
But baby it's my heart
This time I got to follow it
I don't mean to disappoint and tear apart
But baby it's my heart
This time I got to follow it
I don't mean to disappoint and tear apart
But baby it's my heart
This time I got to follow it
[Outro - Ghostpoet]
This time I got to follow it
This time I got to follow it
This time I got to follow it
This time I got to follow it
I was hesitant at first
Thinking it ain't the right time
Egg shell hearts just cracked
Crying on the train
Fearful of the fags
The sorrows and the morrows
And the Chinatown whispers that would
Obviously be muttered by the dogs
Now compassion I don't lack
Just heart filled with runner beans
And feet lacking running shoes
And yes it was just you and me
Just fly
Trap doors are bound
No turning round
Set course for the rocks mate, chin up
Watch us sink without a sound
Watch us sink without a sound
[Chorus - Woodpecker Wooliams]
I think we're on the meltdown
I feel it in my bones, you know
I don't feel right no
I don't feel right no no no
I think we're on the meltdown
I feel it in my bones, you know
I don't feel right no
I don't feel right no no no
[Verse 2 - Ghostpoet]
So now I'm second guessing yes and no
Blood pumps regular
But skin feels icy cold
And flights old, are melting with the past
So it won't be forever then
I can't do forever friends
Cause something in my character just takes a hold
And throws me out the car
Maybe if I looked afar
I could stop the catastrophe
But you and me weren't meant to be
And someone somewhere knew it from the start
Now it's love that soaks my heart
I contemplate the dark
And superglue the memories and better days
The times I made you laugh
The times I made you laugh
[Chorus x2]
[Bridge - Ghostpoet and Woodpecker Wooliams]
I don't mean to disappoint and tear apart
But baby it's my heart
This time I got to follow it
I don't mean to disappoint and tear apart
But baby it's my heart
This time I got to follow it
I don't mean to disappoint and tear apart
But baby it's my heart
This time I got to follow it
I don't mean to disappoint and tear apart
But baby it's my heart
This time I got to follow it
[Outro - Ghostpoet]
This time I got to follow it
This time I got to follow it
This time I got to follow it
This time I got to follow it
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