Gilles Snowcat - My Best Friend Is My Own Ghost текст песни

I am what I sing
Genius steal, they borrow
Still it spreads no meaning
Riffing yet lacking that flow

I'Ђ™ll never get old
Sniffing minus ions
My old tactic is called:
The comfort of illusions

They shouldn'Ђ™t try
Nor even dare
'ЂCause my best friend
Is my own ghost

The guys there with me
Don'Ђ™t even know the Fudge
For the result will be
A wasted day with the drudges

Fuck incognito
Outside and very wise
Dead lodger walking low
I'Ђ™ma jazzman in disguise

They shouldn'Ђ™t push
Nor even hope
'ЂCause my best friend
Is my own ghost

They shouldn'Ђ™t tell
Nor even ask
Why my best friend
Is my own ghost

Now my best friend
Is my own ghost