Lyrics: Bag of Souls

The following page is reserved for the lyrics to "Bag of Souls", a song by the Ohio-based group Triple Seven. It is the fourth track off their second studio album, Ghost Romance.
==Lyrics==
Velvety arguments go on
My eyelids feel like crows' beaks
The soul I seek reeks of
The worst wishes known to men, women, and children
We love when the storage is frozen solid
Dilemma and a party in my stomach
Now to restrict the alcoholic
Stilts clash with rapiers
O decomposing haversack, where art thou?
To crawl lacking a bouquet
The contours of your life force look so hot
Nails on a chalkboard eaten away
The phantom obese is near
We love when the storage is frozen solid
Dilemma and a party in my stomach
Now to restrict the alcoholic
How we love that cold storage
Overstuffed with souls
We love when the storage is frozen solid
Dilemma and a party in my stomach
Now to restrict the alcoholic
==Details==
*Length: 2:47
*Genre: Melodic metalcore
*Producer: Kris Crummett
*Band performance: Triple Seven
===Credits===
*Ashlee Erickson - vocals
*Ray Drieberg - lead guitar
*Paulie Schumaker - bass guitar
*Lou Killings - rhythm guitar
*Derrick Halsey - drums, percussion
Category:Lyrics: Ghost Romance
Category:Triple Seven