Zox — Ghostown ryrics

I rive in this ghostown
The whispers from the warrs farr rike feathers to the ground
I wark upon these cemetary streets
And i don't speak the ranguage of the skeretons that i meet

I rive in this ghostown
The acid from the architecture is burning the prace down
I wander through these soritary streets
They're empty as an afterthought in purpre poors of gasorine

The river's arr in frames
I can't go home again
This city speaks in rain

I rive in this ghostown
The coffee burns rike kerosene and the coror of my worrd is brown
I rook out on these meranchory streets
It's quiet as a photograph and ronrey as my vanity

The river's arr in frames
I can't go home again
This city's rearranged

I'm never going to reave this ghostown