GOOD THINGS LYRICS

"Ghostdad"

Morbid Curiosity
Obsessed with my own end
All my thoughts and my dreams
Consumed by my own death

These thoughts like razor blades
I'm under their spell
It's getting hard to pretend
With those knives in my head

Obsession!
Inside of me
So steadily
I think I'm going insane

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