Give Up The Ghost Lyrics
Thom Yorke Give Up The Ghost
Don't hurt me Don't haunt me
Gather up the lust in your soul In your arms, in your arms Gather up the pitiful In your arms, in your arms
What seems impossible In your arms, in your arms I think I have had my fill In your arms, in your arms
I've been told to give up the ghost into your arms Into your arms
Gather up the lust in your soul In your arms, in your arms Gather up the pitiful In your arms, in your arms
What seems impossible In your arms, in your arms I think I have had my fill In your arms, in your arms
I've been told to give up the ghost into your arms Into your arms
