Ghost Writer Songtext
von Wonk Unit

Watching you slow blinking me away
That one-sided smile
Consolation to the fact that this is really sex
Consolation to the fact, to the fact
Squelchy fox behind the peach tree
Dead ′cause they poisoned you


Consolation to the fact that this is all that's left
Consolation to the fact
To the fact
To the fact
To the fact
Consolation to the fact that this is all that′s left
Consolation

Sometimes, I have free lungs
When I'm bored, people seem to love all that way

Consolation to the fact that this is all that's left
Consolation

This is all that′s left
This is all that′s left
This is all that's left