Ghost Atlas Womb Of A Wounded Host
[Verse 1: Jesse Cash]
Transmission interrupting an evening with a pretty ghost
A premature beauty clawing the womb of its wounded host
[Pre-Chorus: Jesse Cash]
And I thought the worst of it was over, is it over?
And I've learned the desperate will seek compromise
[Chorus: Jesse Cash]
When that light has all but died
Will you find a flicker of something else inside?
Something else inside
[Verse 2: Jesse Cash]
I awaken to a blinding light and sordid aroma
Mirroring these blank pale walls, I induce my daily coma
[Pre-Chorus: Jesse Cash]
And I thought the hurt was finally over, is it over?
And I've learned the desperate will seek compromise
[Chorus: Jesse Cash]
When that light has all but died
Will you find a flicker of something else inside?
Something else inside
When that light has all but died
Will you find a flicker of something else inside?
[Bridge: Jesse Cash]
Something else; inside your aching heart
Your faith is slipping, your faith is slipping
You miss feeling alive instead
Feeling alive instead, feeling alive instead of empty
[Chorus: Jesse Cash]
When that light has all but died
Will you find a flicker of something else inside?
Something else inside
When that light has all but died
Will you find a flicker of something else inside?
Something else inside
