Future Ghost

By Samoans

On Laika

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[Verse 1]

Sometimes I whisper

Like a hurricane of despair

I have never seen through all this emptiness


[Chorus]

I dream of better limbs


[Verse 2]

I’ve been naïve to say the least

Bones are bones, take time to heal


[Chorus]

I dream of better limbs


[Verse 3]

I’ve been around a thousand years

Lost in the trenches of my fears

The only thing that I’ve got left

A mass-sensation silhouette