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Ghosts in my heart

This feeling chaotic

I'm getting fucked up

Trying to forget you

I try to play dead

to make me think it's over

Yet this all to familiar

feeling comes back....

I'm cold in this summertime

What once was a figure

of delight

Is now my perfect enemy

between my mind and my heart

Maybe this is only between us

to make me as hard as a brick

This soul cannot be killed

cannot be hurt

cannot be touched

You disappoint me

how you try to bring me down

What once was is not gone...

Face me now

take me down

I bet I will win...