I drove down in the morning
My lazy eye couldn’t shake you
My lazy mind didn’t wake you
So you slipped away in your sleep
Alone now with the image
That shatters when I touch it
All blood stains on the sheet set
That wraps up my bed still
Depart Maine on a sharp breeze
Down state lines like a trapeze
The blood rush bees are buzzing
The high wears off
Dope sick of the retracting
It's my kingdom, thanks for asking
Empty throne room, empty glasses
To survey, and then decree: we are alone
My haunt is feeling haunted
All you specters don't belong but
The bar keeps moral bars low
A ghost calls one name
To fake nerves, wield a grand staff
And fuck us all with words that
Assure us of their importance
Stop me if you’ve heard this one before
You'll get all that you're owed in time
Gospel spread like a wildfire
But you’re nobody’s savior
My god’s work is much greater
I'm not alone
My haunt is feeling haunted
All you specters don't belong but
The bar keeps moral bars low
A ghost called my name first
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