Battle, brave, fight a war in your name
Kill me, send me, with broken arms to my grave
Black sky, still I refuse to die this way
Say another seance for me
It makes no difference, it isn't much
Have I not given you enough?
Now I have your fingerprints on my guitar
How'd they get there? How'd they get there?
Ghost, go back to your corner of the car
Alleluia, alleluia
Cloud traffic, heaven's in a panic
Go where you are wanted
This stretch of road is haunted
Go on, leave her, say you're a nonbeliever
I am too, I don't believe in you
It makes no difference, I am not much
I guess I've not given you enough
Now I have your fingerprints on my guitar
How'd they get there? How'd they get there?
Ghost, go back to your corner of the car
Alleluia, alleluia
Fortson Mill - Cloud Traffic Lyrics
Fortson Mill - Cloud Traffic Lyrics
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Battle, brave, fight a war in your name
Kill me, send me, with broken arms to my grave
Black sky, still I refuse to die this way
Say another seance for me
It makes no difference, it isn't much
Have I not given you enough?
Now I have your fingerprints on my guitar
How'd they get there? How'd they get there?
Ghost, go back to your corner of the car
Alleluia, alleluia
Cloud traffic, heaven's in a panic
Go where you are wanted
This stretch of road is haunted
Go on, leave her, say you're a nonbeliever
I am too, I don't believe in you
It makes no difference, I am not much
I guess I've not given you enough
Now I have your fingerprints on my guitar
How'd they get there? How'd they get there?
Ghost, go back to your corner of the car
Alleluia, alleluia
Kill me, send me, with broken arms to my grave
Black sky, still I refuse to die this way
Say another seance for me
It makes no difference, it isn't much
Have I not given you enough?
Now I have your fingerprints on my guitar
How'd they get there? How'd they get there?
Ghost, go back to your corner of the car
Alleluia, alleluia
Cloud traffic, heaven's in a panic
Go where you are wanted
This stretch of road is haunted
Go on, leave her, say you're a nonbeliever
I am too, I don't believe in you
It makes no difference, I am not much
I guess I've not given you enough
Now I have your fingerprints on my guitar
How'd they get there? How'd they get there?
Ghost, go back to your corner of the car
Alleluia, alleluia
Writer: CAMILLE CRABTREE
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Songtrust Ave