Death Isn't a Parallel Move

of Montreal
All of my thoughts come from a foreign host
Now I feel just like a ghost
Now I feel just like a ghost
Now I feel just like a ghost
Now I feel just like a ghost
All of my thoughts come from a foreign host
Now I feel just like a ghost
Now I feel just like a ghost
Now I feel just like a ghost
Now I feel just like a ghost
All of my thoughts come from a foreign host
Now I feel just like a ghost
Now I feel just like a ghost
Now I feel just like a ghost
Now I feel just like a ghost
Don't be afraid Lille Venn of violence
I'm only poisoning you, not going to stab you
Don't be afraid Lille Venn of my troubled mind
I'm just poisoning you a little
With my gloom
This far too much like a noise
It happens to be not so nice
I must nod
I must shatter
I must diffuse
This fractured consciousness
This soft abuse
The identity I composed out of terror
Has become oppressive now
I must deny, defy, defeat this dark assignment
I'm over it now
I'm so over it now
Don't be afraid Lille Venn of violence
I'm only poisoning you, not going to shoot you
Don't be afraid Lille Venn of my troubled mind
I'm just poisoning you a little
Every day