Lost Reception - Spectral Lust lyrics

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Lost Reception - Spectral Lust lyrics

Spectral Lust by Lost Reception [Verse] I walked to the street Directed by the blue ink Written on the letter The ringer of the phone is Somewhat less than unknown Something has upset her Then the Days went by and I Found her on the roadside Dead arm caught in the stream I can't Bring that body back But at least I think I can Break some deserving teeth Cause it's hard to let her go [Break] We need a show of hands So came the angry hit man Got my head kicked in I look a right mess but at Least I've got the address I met the Pin He didn't break my knees so I Guess I've got a job he's Tested my resolve The trick was to Steal his brick Cut it back and poison it My girl took the fall [Chorus] Yeah it's hard to let her go And still I See the bag I pulled over her bones It fills The gutter in the tunnel by the road She haunts The corners of my mind a private ghost I want The one who put the gun up to her throat Emily You put out your hand Under the fan A spectral lust Emily Why were you scared Who drove you there Who did you trust [Break] [Verse] Soon there would lie a new Body with some dead eyes Mere feet from the first Our shoes got wet as Dode he took the bullet Tug finally burst Now it's a war and Not what I would hope for The Pin and Tug holding fast But me, I just need some peace Get the fools to set a meet Tip the bulls in advance And just watch the evening go [Break] But the deal went south Gunshots rang through the house Another brick is gone I ran through the fight and Burst out into the night Sirens singing on I don't trust the hand of One miss Laura Dannen She knew my girl was in too deep It was her all along I'm sure Stole the brick inside her purse Fondly slaughtering sheep [Chorus] Took my girl and let her go And still I See the bag I pulled over her bones It fills The gutter in the tunnel by the road She haunts The corners of my mind a private ghost I want The one who put the gun up to her throat Emily You put out your hand Under the fan A spectral lust Emily Why were you scared Who drove you there Who did you trust