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The ghost.
If you turn into a ghost,
Than I'm loving a ghost.
If you light fire,
Than I'm burning down tonight.
There's a ghost on the edge of your bed.
And all of her words are repeating in my head.
But don't say sorry,
Sorry means you care, what a lie.
You could of at least try to love me.
You could of at least try to run after me that night.
Blue lips and your laughter.
Don't remind me, dont't remind.
There is a ghost that haunts me at night.
I call it my conscience, my hidden voice.
Never leave me, Never leave.
"Your sins will follow and catch up to you,
And in a couple of hours you'll be a ghost too."
