Spirits In the Ceiling

Summer’s in the evening, talking to whoever’s around
Spirits in the ceiling, feelings in my stomach drowns

Country’s come a-crumbling with a stunning sound of bass

Good men do nothing vs. withdrawl in apathy
Life is in the living and don’t you wanna live with me?

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