Speed of Soul
Ghost Rider Lyrics
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The create lost, is what
You then even take time to new rest
There is thing like to cooler
In the speed of sould
Is like in the vert
Victim of the head run
In the speed of sould
Victim of the head run
Lefth on the vert site to run
Interpreting the lyrics of Ghost Rider's song "Speed of Soul" is not an easy task, as the lyrics appear to be somewhat abstract and enigmatic. One possible interpretation is that the song is about the human experience of time and consciousness, and the ways in which we perceive and navigate our inner worlds. The line "That is not the create lose" may suggest that our sense of time is not fixed or objective, but rather created by our own perceptions and experiences. The second line, "The create lost, is what / You then even take time to new rest," could further suggest that by allowing ourselves to be "lost" in the present moment, we can find rest and peace.
The refrain "In the speed of soul / Is like in the vert / Victim of the head run" repeats throughout the song, and may refer to the experience of being caught up in the rush of our own thoughts and perceptions. "Vert" could be short for "vertigo," which suggests a sense of disorientation and confusion. The song seems to suggest that by surrendering to the flow of our own inner experiences, we can find freedom and escape from the limitations of time and space.
Line by Line Meaning
That is not the create lose
The loss of creativity is not what is happening here
The create lost, is what
What has been lost is creativity
You then even take time to new rest
You don't even have time to take a break
There is thing like to cooler
There's nothing quite like the feeling
In the speed of sould
When moving at the speed of the soul
Is like in the vert
It's like being in a state of weightlessness
Victim of the head run
A victim of rushing thoughts
In the speed of sould
When moving at the speed of the soul
Is like in the vert
It's like being in a state of weightlessness
Victim of the head run
A victim of rushing thoughts
Lefth on the vert site to run
Left with only the feeling of weightlessness to keep going
Contributed by Dominic A. Suggest a correction in the comments below.
@lucasbianque
Lyrics:
Death is not the greatest loss
The greatest loss is what dies inside us while we're still alive
You didn't even take time to notice the distinct lack of color
Lives lost to the plague and this rat race
And the only difference between yourself
And the crazy man who stalks main street
And you found yourself
Headstones and your heart
Lights on me
Lights are kindda pretty
I sit and they dancing on me
In this pit of souls
It's like a dead bird
The victim of a hit and run
Left on the roadside to rot
And be reclaimed by the concrete and the soil
Can't you see, death is not the greatest loss
The greatest loss is what dies inside us while we're still alive
You didn't even take time to notice the distinct lack of color
Lives lost to the plague and this rat race
And the only difference between yourself
And the crazy man who stalks main street
He found himself on a park bench
And you found yourself at the bottom of a prescription bottle
Lights on me
Lights are kindda pretty
I sit and they dancing on me
The victim of a hit and run
In this pit of souls
It's like a dead bird
And your heart
Headstones and your heart
In this pit of souls
It's like a dead bird
The victim of a hit and run
@iceman7011_
Lyrics:
Death is not the greatest loss
The greatest loss is what dies inside us, while we're still alive
You didn't even take time to notice the distinct lack of colour
Lives lost to the plague and this rat race
And the only difference between yourself
And the crazy man who stalks main street
And you found yourself
Headstones and your heart
(Lights on me)
Headstones and your heart
In this pit of souls, it's like a dead bird
The victim of a hit and run
Lights on me
Lights on me kind of pretty
I sit and they all dancin' around me (around me)
In this pit of souls, it's like a dead bird
The victim of a hit and run
Left on the roadside to rotten be
Reclaimed by the concrete and the soil
Can't you see?
Death is not the greatest loss
The greatest loss is what dies inside us while we're still alive
You didn't even take time to notice the distinct lack of colour
Lives lost to the plague and this rat race
And the only difference between yourself
And the crazy man who stalks main street
He found himself on a park bench
And you found yourself at the bottom of a prescription bottle
Lights on me
Lights on me kind of pretty
I sit and they all dancin' around me
Lights on me
Lights on me kind of pretty
I sit and they all dancin' around me
Lights on me
Lights on me kind of pretty
I sit and they all dancin' around me
Lights on me
Lights on me kind of pretty
I sit and they all dancin' around me
(Around me)
Lights on me
Lights on me kind of pretty
I sit and they all dancin' around me
Headstones and your heart
In this pit of souls, it's like a dead bird
The victim of a hit and run
Lights on me
Lights on me kind of pretty
I sit and they all dancin' around me (around me)
In this pit of souls, it's like a dead bird
The victim of a hit and run
Left on the roadside to rotten be
Reclaimed by the concrete and the soil
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@carloafford9496
JESUS CHRIST! This track is an absolute BEAST!
@leyla_1893
Oh yes ....๐ง๐ถ
@mikek5682
Blessed be His holy Name!!!
@theluckyproject8044
it IS! I'm tryna figure out the lyrics tho. Internet says it's "I sit and they all dance around me" but I'm not sold. Anyone have proof, or a different translation?
@matthewgarcia4070
Best lol. I love u. N jesus christ. Ur right. Jesys please hekp us Ggod. Baby
@MysteryMan12LoL
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@lucasbianque
Lyrics:
Death is not the greatest loss
The greatest loss is what dies inside us while we're still alive
You didn't even take time to notice the distinct lack of color
Lives lost to the plague and this rat race
And the only difference between yourself
And the crazy man who stalks main street
And you found yourself
Headstones and your heart
Lights on me
Lights are kindda pretty
I sit and they dancing on me
In this pit of souls
It's like a dead bird
The victim of a hit and run
Left on the roadside to rot
And be reclaimed by the concrete and the soil
Can't you see, death is not the greatest loss
The greatest loss is what dies inside us while we're still alive
You didn't even take time to notice the distinct lack of color
Lives lost to the plague and this rat race
And the only difference between yourself
And the crazy man who stalks main street
He found himself on a park bench
And you found yourself at the bottom of a prescription bottle
Lights on me
Lights are kindda pretty
I sit and they dancing on me
The victim of a hit and run
In this pit of souls
It's like a dead bird
And your heart
Headstones and your heart
In this pit of souls
It's like a dead bird
The victim of a hit and run
@royazulay3068
thx man...
u have the lyrics of (vocal edit)?
@kasulloproducoes9809
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