The Black Pacific - Living With Ghosts lyrics

(Woho, woho Woho, woho Woho, woho) Pardon me if I'm not so discreet All these freaks on the street we all got the disease Gunshot - why not? When your backs on the wall Give it everything you got Don't mind me I just find history To be full of deceit that's disguised as belief That's ok, it's the price that we pay To enjoy the abundant consumption and fame A god given dream - we pour fire on gasoline (woho, woho) Are we so comatose? (woho, woho) Are we living with ghosts? (woho, woho) And do we really know? Give me a little bit (woho, woho) Are we better than this? (woho, woho) We dont't know when to quit (woho, woho) Man is that all there is? Give me a little bit Come with me cause I'd like you to see All the dust and debries of what Once pa**ed for dreams Cheap shot - so what? When you s** up abuse, man You never get enough Can't you see that it's all fantasy And the lies we believe are starting to breed That's Ok - It's just life day to day As we drown ot the sorrow of your own decay A god given dream - we pour fire on gasoline (woho, woho) Are we so comatose? (woho, woho) Are we living with ghosts? (woho, woho) And do we really know? Give me a little bit (woho, woho) Are we better than this? (woho, woho) We dont't know when to quit (woho, woho) Man is that all there is? Give me a little bit