Caregiver - Memoryhouse There's a ghost in my living room In silent sets moving through The attic in chemicals Dissolve in two There's a flaw in my chemistry The chills swells and follows me In choirs of cold machines And they're smoking skin These bones reside within The cracks full of medicine The distant hums that bloom as we run No way to displace In broken light The cold gray night A curse to the night Living by the ghost line Living by the ghost line Living by the ghost line Living by the ghost line Living by the ghost line Living by the ghost line Living by the ghost line Living by the ghost line编辑于2021/03/19更新