Living With Ghosts by The Black Pacific Lyrics

(Woho, Woho
Woho, Woho
Woho, Woho)

Pardon me if I'm not so discreet
All these freaks on the street we all got the disease
Gunshot - why not? When your backs on the wall
Give it everything you got
Don't mind me I just find history
To be full of deceit that's disguised as belief
That's ok, it's the price that we pay
To enjoy the abundant consumption and fame
A god given dream - we pour fire on gasoline

(Woho, Woho)
Are we so comatose?
(Woho, Woho)
Are we living with ghosts?
(Woho, Woho)
And do we really know? Give me a little bit
(Woho, Woho)
Are we better than this?
(Woho, Woho)
We don't know when to quit
(Woho, Woho)
Man is that all there is? Give me a little bit
Come with me cause I'd like you to see
All the dust and debris of what
Once passed for dreams
Cheap shot - so what?
When you suck up abuse, man
You never get enough

Can't you see that it's all fantasy
And the lies we believe are starting to breed
That's ok - It's just life day to day
As we drown out the sorrow of your own decay
A god given dream - we pour fire on gasoline

(Woho, Woho)
Are we so comatose?
(Woho, Woho)
Are we living with ghosts?
(Woho, Woho)
And do we really know? Give me a little bit
(Woho, Woho)
Are we better than this?
(Woho, Woho)
We don't know when to quit
(Woho, Woho)
Man is that all there is? Give me a little bit
(Woho, Woho)
Are we so comatose?
(Woho, Woho)
Are we living with ghosts?
(Woho, Woho)
And do we really know? Give me a little bit
(Woho, Woho)
Are we better than this?
(Woho, Woho)
We don't know when to quit
(Woho, Woho)
Man is that all there is? Give me a little bit