Brittle Bones Nicky 2 Rare Americans

[Verse 1]
Welcome, friends! Hello foes
Thought my story was over, book closed?
Think again, we're nowhere close
My eyes are open, cheers, we toast
I am a mother fucking ghost (He's a ghost!)
My heart beat blanked, through the ground I sank
I met a driver, his name was Hank
Told me we were on the way, when I asked to where
He said, "can't say"
"He himself decides your fate, I'll drop you off right in front of the gates"
A rollercoaster kinda night
My whole life right in plain sight
Saw my mom, held her hand
Couldn't wait to hug her in the promised land
A rush of love, flight of dove
I must be trippin, what a drug

[Pre-Chorus 1]
Am I going to Heaven or Hell?
A question I have always asked myself

[Chorus 1]
Brittle Bones Nicky
You were crafty and tricky
It's said that you were gold
It's said that you were gold!