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Ghost

I found myself lucky
caught up
rushed out
so much for this dying breed
i feel a rush tumble and my insides are turning red
i swing with these new days passing
its porcelain in my hand
watch those low blows
choke that girl
rip her heart out through her eyes
and i'll laugh it off so well
when she gives me a whole sentance within a stare
that tension pulls her so hollow soul down (so down)
she sets herself up for a  good time
fades her friction from the crowd
and no one knows (no one knows why)
push away the people that thought they cared
retire your mind to another night of blues
feel something for the first time
this time your old news(your old news)
go doll yourself up girl
oh how you make that pretty penny shine
your presence throws off no ones balance but your own
still all your ever left with is you (is you)
and i see that this could be the perfect addition
to an industry of fools
just a plastic figure displayed
you stand proud, as your colors fade away into grey
kick your life around like an empty bottle
all the fun was worth it right?
you wasted everything you knew in full throttle
broken pieces crumble on the floor
just like you (like you)
i'll stand here to watch you scatter your weary wardrobe
self destructive, what a bitter state of mind
Just stick to your honorary title, and it'll catch up with you soon
Choke you at half guard, and you'll drown inside your room
the world holds a barrel to your head and you do what you do (what you do..)
Because you've been all over, and it hangs from every word you promised
Your mouth speaks a hazy truth
you hide behind your wicked ways
as each day slips away (away, away)
your addicted to yourself,(yourself)
oh you move like the snake you are
my voice is dead to you (your no dying breed darling)
cause you dont stand a chance anymore (anymore)
theres a certain kind of evil that makes that toxic glow of yours shine
but couldnt chisel its way through your heart (or whats left of it)
this gives me chills just thinking about the cold within you (now its all you've got)
your a train wreck behind a beautiful face
your screaming echoes all over the place
used to be somebody else
now your floating around the room
pale as ever, your just a ghost to the world
a ghost to the world

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