Give Up The Ghost
Thom Yorke
Letra

Don't hurt me
Don't haunt me

Gather up the lust in your soul
In your arms, in your arms
Gather up the pitiful
In your arms, in your arms

What seems impossible
In your arms, in your arms
I think I have had my fill
In your arms, in your arms

I've been told to give up the ghost into your arms
Into your arms