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Feed the Ghost - The Shoes/Blue Daisy/Amateur Best/Black Atlass

Written by：Guillaume Briere/Benjamin Lebeau/Kwesi Darko/Joseph Langfeldt Flory

Arranger：Alexander Fleming

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From a place where dark days are common

Wild brutes

These dog days are coming

To a few this may be uncommon

Daily politics but ain't no house of commons nah

Born leaders

Sworn survivors

From the gutter

In the grit is where you'll find us

Separate the weak from the fighters

Presented as the minority with mass destruction behind us

No rest for the wicked round ere

Souls lost like the wicker man's here

And I swear they got wicked man ear

Dem A gwan wicked like they nah care uh

I can't blame them

Looks like hope has forsaken brave men

Look to the skies and pray amen

But no rest for the wicked no days end

No rest for the wicked round here

No rest for the wicked round here

And I still feed the ghost

No rest for the wicked round here

And I swear they got wicked man here

And I still feed the ghost

No rest for the wicked round here

No rest for the wicked round here

And I still feed the ghost

No rest for the wicked round here

And I swear they got wicked man here

And I still feed the ghost

This coming from a place where dark days are common

I walk through the grounds of sodom

They say reap we saw the fruits of your labour

But it's like these laboured fruits are rotten

Death on the path

Till death do us part

Death of the heart

Callousness

Baring the scares of the pain of my past

Through the apathy translate in these bars

Locked in a cage fight

Face to face with my consequences

From decisions that I made

I

Felt like I would fall by the wayside

And not make it through the raging fire

It's thin line between love and hate

Fear and faith

I situate in a lukewarm state

Lord help me

No rest for the wicked till we feel death embrace

No rest for the wicked round here

No rest for the wicked round here

And I still feed the ghost

No rest for the wicked round here

And I swear they got wicked man here

And I still feed the ghost

No rest for the wicked round here

No rest for the wicked round here

And I still feed the ghost

No rest for the wicked round here

And I swear they got wicked man here

And I still feed the ghost

Look behind the eyes and see

Someone else's memory

I'm taking to it easily

Someone else's you and me

We know what you do

And we see where you go

So look behind the eyes and see

Someone else's memory

I'm taking to it easily

Someone else's you and me

We know what you do

But I still feed the ghost

And I still feed the ghost

And I still feed the ghost

And I still feed the ghost

No rest for the wicked round here

No rest for the wicked round here

No rest for the wicked round here

And I swear they got wicked man here

No rest for the wicked round here

No rest for the wicked round here

No rest for the wicked round here

And I swear they got wicked man here

Emmmmm

Man here

Man here

Emmmmm

Man here

Man here

Emmmmmm

Man here

Man here