GHOST - Intellectual

[Intro]

Na-na, na-na, ah

How short this life is, let's put that in writin'

And make it out to heaven, man, I sure that we can fight this

You think it's overkill, I'm over-watering a ficus

But you all think you fly, that's why you flock to where the light is

If you ain't walked the moon, then boy, you better be a highness

If you ain't Charlie Brown, and boy, you better be a lioness

And I'm just tryna live forever, what's the harm in trying?

Just make a story last then when you die you're really dying

Am I poor?

Life is at the door with the eviction

I don't wanna be another victim

Is there anyone, is there anyone out there? Yeah

I'm living in the wake of my addictions

Well, maybe I'm just looking for permission

Doesn't anyone, doesn't anyone care?

(Yeah-yeah, ah-ah)

Tell me 'bout your moments, tell me how you chose them

Did they involves the pills and did they involves some potion, and

Tell me in my will, will it mention that I'm awesome, and

Tell me were my thrills just as killer as my coffin?

I got diamonds on my mental (Di-diamonds on my mental)

But I can't write a story with a diamond, where's my pencil?