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Dan Bull

Ghast Up

 

Ghast Up


Please, could you stop the noise?
I'm trying to get some rest
From all the undead souls
Whose voices crowd in my head
I'm floating high up in the air
No legs or arms or feet or fingers
Sentenced to be a sentient cumulonimbus (That's a cloud)
I'm not tired, I'm just resting my eyes
And I'd be lying if I said the time was the best of my life
Straining all my effort to try, just not to pry
If you'd estimate my pain
I'd wonder what you'd guess at the line (We know)
So what if my voice is pitch-tired?
I spit fire and you're guaranteed the fear when you're hit by it
Get 'hind
And come down like a zip wire, hit, turning 'round to a spin dryer
And you get [?] filled up living in a perpetual condition of [?]
How to remember how I got here?
Where I came from and what year?
My brain is in a fog and it's not clear
Maybe I should just stop here
But I know I won't 'cause I'm 'a-drifting
Never catch a break, I should just stay up in top gear
Even after the day I pass, the way
I'm still trapped in the space up here
Please, could you stop the noise?
I'm trying to get some rest
From all the undead souls whose voices crowd in my head

I'm a drifter, I don't wanna be here
If I die now I'll be the only one to shed a tear
How many lost souls live in fear
The specific quantity is unclear
So I'm sorry if you were expecting a twist
Nah, I'm just trying to forget I exist
Nah, you got me ghast up
You got me ghast up

No one looks up to me (No)
Except to literally (Oh)
And I never used to be like this originally
I was once a living being, living the dream
Until it seemed I'd been stripped of dignity and everything
Started burning up around me
Surrounded, first to doubt me
I'm bursting to just ask if somebody else can help me
But my mouth keeps coming up with something else
I'm too hot, tempered
I tried to speak my pain but the flames keep it censored
I remember running through the fields of Heaven (Yeah)
Now I'm here in the Nether (Now)
If I close my eyes for long enough I might feel better
But it feels like I've been here forever
Halfway between the sea and the desert
Still, however hard we fall, we need to at least appear together
Will it be accepted?
Guess not
I'm a ghast in a house of Hip-Hop
Leaving the piglings that're treating me ignorant
At least I can sleep to not get pissed off
Please could you stop the noise?
I'm trying to get some rest
From all the undead souls whose voices crowd my head

I'm a drifter, I don't wanna be here (Hey)
If I die now I'll be the only one to shed a tear
How many lost souls live in fear
The specific quantity is unclear
So I'm sorry if you were expecting a twist
Nah, I'm just trying to forget I exist
Nah, you got me ghast up
You got me ghast up

Please, could you stop the noise?
I'm trying to get some rest
From all the undead souls whose voices are crowding my head
They called me a balloon
Said, "Why don't you perform under the tune?"
I said, "Why don't you **** the **** off if that's all you're gonna do?"
See, normally I'm too avoided to be rude
But with all the noises cutting through
So I felt I didn't have a choice but to cut it loose
Float like a butterfly (Sting like a bee)
Open up my eyes (Hands on the [?])
Got to promote my anxiety, this will be dope
[?]
Don't be like me
[?]
I felt like everyone is below me
Floating slowly
[?]
'Cause I've been closing my eyes
With no hope of ever seeing skies
How has it turned, trying to try
I would have been pleased to die

I'm a drifter, I don't wanna be here (Hey)
If I die now I'll be the only one to shed a tear
How many lost souls live in fear
The specific quantity is unclear
So I'm sorry if you were expecting a twist
Nah, I'm just trying to forget I exist
Nah, you got me ghast up
You got me ghast up

done

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