White Lies "Holy Ghost" Songtext

Holy Ghost

You were writhing on the floorLike a moth in molassesWhoever taught you to move your body like that?Goose pimpled, yelled SpanishLike some out of date acidWhoever taught you to scream like that?

Maybe someday I could move like youBut I'm not looking for a holy ghostMaybe someday I could scream like youBut I'm not looking for a holy ghost

You were crying on the shouldersOf the men in the shadowsWhoever taught you to sell your sex like that?I'm thinking through halosIn a stained glass window"Jesus strangers are as strange as that?"

Maybe someday I could move like youBut I'm not looking for a holy ghostMaybe someday I could scream like youBut I'm not looking for a holy ghost

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