Thom Yorke/Cambridge/give up the ghost

トムヨークがどんどん仙人になっていく。

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