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White of My Eyes of the Walls

from The Golden Glow by Ghostbaby

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Hey man what’s up? The whites of my eyes now match the whites of the walls
And I descend into a cackling laugh for reasons I don’t know
And I know it’s on me that I’m still stuck on the ground, no time for climbing the tree I’m busy fucking around
And it’s not hard to believe that that is bringing me down, when all I do is bleed and make horrible sounds

I talk to myself, I’m not depressed but I’ve lost every obsession bar argyle meth
I’m a bodhisattva, no I’m not a bodhisattva, I didn’t really get that bit when I read it, but I liked the rest, and it makes you look cool to be well read

If you’ve got something to say my head is deep in the ground, my flesh is starting to rot my teeth are all falling out
From all the junk that I eat, my ears are bloody from the sounds, I’m getting dusty shoes I really gotta get out
So don’t try and tell me that I’m doing it wrong, the fear that grips me every night does that on it’s own
One day I’ll wake up in the evening with fragile bones having missed all the things I said I’d just postpone

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from The Golden Glow, released October 7, 2018

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Ghostbaby Paisley, UK

Ghostbaby are a four piece indie-punk band from Paisley who have spent the last year gigging Glasgow venues honing their live show. Having been described by The Skinny as “adolescent grunge reminiscent of Blur”, they draw inspiration from the likes of Pixies and Lou Reed. Ghostbaby conjure a sweet & sour mix of luscious songwriting with abrasive guitar fuckery that will make you shit yourself. ... more

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