Glass And The Ghost Children Lyrics

Song	Glass And The Ghost Children
Artist	The Smashing Pumpkins
Album	Machina / The Machines Of God
Download	Image LRC TXT

	作词 : Corgan
	Lyrics：Billy Corgan Music：Billy Corgan
	To the center of the Earth
	Or anywhere God decides
	For the fever pulling forth
	We hear our call as all
	To the center of the Earth
	As if written in
	DNA is reaching out
	To your frequency
	I want to live
	Don't want to die
	I want to live
	I want to try
	All in prayer
	Prayer in all
	All are scared
	Scared of all
	Black rooms are calling
	To men in leather coats
	White labs are cooking
	Up the silver ghost
	The glass migrates under
	A translucent skin
	And all the spiders wonder
	What we've got us in
	All is you
	You are to die
	I want to live
	I want to try
	(interlude starts)
	So, it's all very obtuse
	Because it's all like, like, I don't know
	So, like, I started thinking
	That everything I operate on
	Is based on what I believe god
	Was telling me to do
	God could be my intuition or whatever
	But I always assume
	I always assume that the voice
	I hear is the voice of god
	Then I started thinking
	What if I'm insane
	So I'm operating on the premise
	That I'm hearing the voice of god
	Or what I perceive to be
	God speaking to me
	Or through me
	But maybe I'm completely in...
	So all my...
	Demagoguery in my life about me
	Thinking that my life has importance
	My, my..
	Thinking that my life has importance
	My, my, my thought of it
	and the fact that I believe
	That I'm following my intuition
	Which in and of itself
	May be completely false
	So then I started freaking out thinking...
	Of itself may be completely false
	And again this creature
	That believes that he's acting upon
	Heavenly intuition,
	But meanwhile he's totally rampant
	And I started thinking
	Maybe this is the cause
	Of all the negativity against...
	And I started thinking
	Maybe this is the cause
	Of all the negativity against...
	And I started thinking
	Maybe this is the cause
	Of all the negativity against...
	(interlude ends)
	So beats the final coda
	Of a vinyl storm
	One more cherry cola
	To lift up our dead arm
	A dream of soft focus sunsets
	Filters through the din
	We are losing contact
	As she dials it in
	She can hear glass calling
	Or is it someone that looks like him?
	She eyes TV reflection
	And nods a knowing look
	She says it doesn't matter
	She never liked her looks
	I have seen a thousand fractures
	I have seen everything
	Cause knowing is its own answer
	Love something in a book
	There's not much left to ponder
	Not much left to cook
	As she counted the spiders
	As they crawled up inside her
	As she counted the spiders
	As they crawled up inside her
	As she counted the spiders
	As they crawled up inside her
	As she counted the spiders
	As they crawled up inside her
	As she counted the spiders, oh

	zuo ci : Corgan
	Lyrics: Billy Corgan Music: Billy Corgan
	To the center of the Earth
	Or anywhere God decides
	For the fever pulling forth
	We hear our call as all
	To the center of the Earth
	As if written in
	DNA is reaching out
	To your frequency
	I want to live
	Don' t want to die
	I want to live
	I want to try
	All in prayer
	Prayer in all
	All are scared
	Scared of all
	Black rooms are calling
	To men in leather coats
	White labs are cooking
	Up the silver ghost
	The glass migrates under
	A translucent skin
	And all the spiders wonder
	What we' ve got us in
	All is you
	You are to die
	I want to live
	I want to try
	interlude starts
	So, it' s all very obtuse
	Because it' s all like, like, I don' t know
	So, like, I started thinking
	That everything I operate on
	Is based on what I believe god
	Was telling me to do
	God could be my intuition or whatever
	But I always assume
	I always assume that the voice
	I hear is the voice of god
	Then I started thinking
	What if I' m insane
	So I' m operating on the premise
	That I' m hearing the voice of god
	Or what I perceive to be
	God speaking to me
	Or through me
	But maybe I' m completely in...
	So all my...
	Demagoguery in my life about me
	Thinking that my life has importance
	My, my..
	Thinking that my life has importance
	My, my, my thought of it
	and the fact that I believe
	That I' m following my intuition
	Which in and of itself
	May be completely false
	So then I started freaking out thinking...
	Of itself may be completely false
	And again this creature
	That believes that he' s acting upon
	Heavenly intuition,
	But meanwhile he' s totally rampant
	And I started thinking
	Maybe this is the cause
	Of all the negativity against...
	And I started thinking
	Maybe this is the cause
	Of all the negativity against...
	And I started thinking
	Maybe this is the cause
	Of all the negativity against...
	interlude ends
	So beats the final coda
	Of a vinyl storm
	One more cherry cola
	To lift up our dead arm
	A dream of soft focus sunsets
	Filters through the din
	We are losing contact
	As she dials it in
	She can hear glass calling
	Or is it someone that looks like him?
	She eyes TV reflection
	And nods a knowing look
	She says it doesn' t matter
	She never liked her looks
	I have seen a thousand fractures
	I have seen everything
	Cause knowing is its own answer
	Love something in a book
	There' s not much left to ponder
	Not much left to cook
	As she counted the spiders
	As they crawled up inside her
	As she counted the spiders
	As they crawled up inside her
	As she counted the spiders
	As they crawled up inside her
	As she counted the spiders
	As they crawled up inside her
	As she counted the spiders, oh

	zuò cí : Corgan
	Lyrics: Billy Corgan Music: Billy Corgan
	To the center of the Earth
	Or anywhere God decides
	For the fever pulling forth
	We hear our call as all
	To the center of the Earth
	As if written in
	DNA is reaching out
	To your frequency
	I want to live
	Don' t want to die
	I want to live
	I want to try
	All in prayer
	Prayer in all
	All are scared
	Scared of all
	Black rooms are calling
	To men in leather coats
	White labs are cooking
	Up the silver ghost
	The glass migrates under
	A translucent skin
	And all the spiders wonder
	What we' ve got us in
	All is you
	You are to die
	I want to live
	I want to try
	interlude starts
	So, it' s all very obtuse
	Because it' s all like, like, I don' t know
	So, like, I started thinking
	That everything I operate on
	Is based on what I believe god
	Was telling me to do
	God could be my intuition or whatever
	But I always assume
	I always assume that the voice
	I hear is the voice of god
	Then I started thinking
	What if I' m insane
	So I' m operating on the premise
	That I' m hearing the voice of god
	Or what I perceive to be
	God speaking to me
	Or through me
	But maybe I' m completely in...
	So all my...
	Demagoguery in my life about me
	Thinking that my life has importance
	My, my..
	Thinking that my life has importance
	My, my, my thought of it
	and the fact that I believe
	That I' m following my intuition
	Which in and of itself
	May be completely false
	So then I started freaking out thinking...
	Of itself may be completely false
	And again this creature
	That believes that he' s acting upon
	Heavenly intuition,
	But meanwhile he' s totally rampant
	And I started thinking
	Maybe this is the cause
	Of all the negativity against...
	And I started thinking
	Maybe this is the cause
	Of all the negativity against...
	And I started thinking
	Maybe this is the cause
	Of all the negativity against...
	interlude ends
	So beats the final coda
	Of a vinyl storm
	One more cherry cola
	To lift up our dead arm
	A dream of soft focus sunsets
	Filters through the din
	We are losing contact
	As she dials it in
	She can hear glass calling
	Or is it someone that looks like him?
	She eyes TV reflection
	And nods a knowing look
	She says it doesn' t matter
	She never liked her looks
	I have seen a thousand fractures
	I have seen everything
	Cause knowing is its own answer
	Love something in a book
	There' s not much left to ponder
	Not much left to cook
	As she counted the spiders
	As they crawled up inside her
	As she counted the spiders
	As they crawled up inside her
	As she counted the spiders
	As they crawled up inside her
	As she counted the spiders
	As they crawled up inside her
	As she counted the spiders, oh

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