Gas Panic

10:04 a.m. Wednesday, Sept. 28, 2005

What Toung-less ghost of sin crept through my curtain?
Sailing on a sea of sweat on a stormy night
I think he don�t go a name but I can�t be certain
And in me he starts to confide

�Cos my family don�t seem so familiar
And my enemy�s all know my name
And if you hear me tap on your window
You better get on your knees and prey
Panic is on the way

My pulse pumps out a beat to the ghost dancer
My eyes are dead and my throats like a black hole
And if there�s a god would he give another chance sir
An hour to sing for his souls

�Cos My Family Don�t Seem So Familiar
And my enemy�s all know my name
And if you hear me tap on your window
Then you get on your knees
And you better prey


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