Cassino - Ghost lyrics

How do you make a living
Crawling crumbling stairs?
You have some beautiful legs
But the stairsthey just don't care
And how you miss your mother
And the way she's almost there
I know about the shame from
The cyclones that she bares
In this bed of weedsgrow tall
And die with seeds
Lonely miss aero plane is dropping
Parts all over the place
But, I still feel you in my clothes
In the cotton it's that close
And of all the floors to stand on
Don't stand on this one here
It cracked when all the wealth came
Back and claimed it's share
You've cursed the men who built it
You've stomped it straight to tears
I don't think you're just built
Like it but be aware
How do you make a living on musical chairs?
You love those pretty songs
But the chairsthey just don't care
In this bed of weeds grow
Small and die with ease
Lonely miss aero plane has
Disappeared been kissed insane
But, I still feel you in my throat
When I swallow it's that close