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Ghost Machine Album



2005
1.
Intro
2.
3.
4.
5.
Scarred By Happiness (L.S.D.)
6.
7.
8.
9.
Rock In Roll
10.
11.
Last Stairwell
12.
God Forbid (Quiet Room Mix)
13.
14.
Untitled
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Intro

[No lyrics]

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Under your spell
Haunted by your face
Tattooed an image
Of barbed-wire and lace
and the deception
Give me abrasion
I want the real you
I want the real you
You had it commin', you had it commin' (oh)
You had it commin' should be written on your headstone
You had it commin', you had it commin' (oh)
You had it commin' should be written on your headstone
Your silhouette
Up on the mantle
Your Sadist smile
Painted on my lips
Your pale flesh
And your heartbeat
They're always calling
They're always calling me
The thorn that's in my side (echoed)
Resembles you (echoed)
This hole that is my life (echoed)
Is only here because of you, right!
You had it commin', you had it commin' (oh)
You had it commin' should be written on your headstone
You had it commin', you had it commin' (oh)
You had it commin' should be written on your headstone
You had it commin
The thorn that's in my side (echoed)
Resembles you (echoed)
This hole that is my life (echoed)
Is only here because of you, Right!
You had it commin', you had it commin' (oh)
You had it commin' Should be written on your headstone
You had it commin', you had it commin' (oh)
You had it commin' Should be written on your headstone
You're the thorn that's in my side
You're the hole that is my life
Oh the thorn that's in my side (echoed this thorn that's in my side)
Resembles you (echoed)
This hole that is my life (echoed)
Is only here because of you

. . .


Lately the winds of change are telling me to go
(telling me to go)
Some where beyond where i have been
(some where beyond the end)
no tiny victory will save me from myself
(save me from myself)
my patience coming to and end cause they're all the same

Its never ending how the road it seems to wind
No matter how hard i try to escape

Red moon of vegas sets on some poor suckers grave
(some poor suckers grave)
I say its better them then me
(better you than me)
I tried maunuvering through all the emptiness
(all the emptiness)
But I can't fight what i cant see, cause im not the same

Its never ending how the road it seems to wind
No matter how hard i try to escape
We're all descending its the blind leading the blind
Some times i wish that i could change but im not the same

I'm not the same they're all the same i not the same
NO

Its never ending how the road it seems to wind
No matter how hard I try to escape
we're all descending its the blind leading the blind
some times I wish that I could change but im not the same

I'm not the same

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There was a time when i could believe the future was bright and unjaded
Now things have changed and im not the same
everything clear slowly fading

God forbid, you should have to see things my way
God forbid, you should feel the same
God forbid, you should never walk in my shows
God forbid, you should never know my name
You will never know, you could never know the pain

Lines on my face scars on my soul
Running in place getting older
Everyones fake and nothing is real
If this is a game I surrender

God forbid you should have to see things my way
God forbid you should feel the same
God forbid you should never walk in my shows
God forbid you should never know hate
You will never know, you could never know

Lost here with you, lost here without you

God forbid, you should have to see things my way
God forbid you should feel the same
God forbid you should never walk in my shoes
God forbid you should never know
You should never know the pain
The pain

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Scarred By Happiness (L.S.D.)

[No lyrics]

. . .


I think I'd be better off alone
locked away inside a room without any doors
Is this really what i was meant to be
is this really all there is for me
someone tell me that theres something more then this
could i be better off asleep

the small hand slowly ticks a way
reminding me again that its just a passing phase
a cigarette to calm my nerves
anything to pass the time and passify the hurt

Someone wake me when this is over
Someone tell me when this is over

Someone wake me when this is over
Someone wake me when this is over

. . .


Someone come and save me
Cause I'm all out of time
Someone help me to see clear
Cause I can't walk in line
Would someone fucking slap me
And help me to believe
Cause no one ever told me
So I can never see

You forced me to feel so cold and empty
I'm tired of feeling ugly
But this is what you made me
The devil's in the details

You can peel my skin back
But you can't see my face
You can pull me backwards
But I will never break

I've tried to dull my senses
But I can't dull my tongue
I hide behind the walls I've made
But I just cannot run
The devil's in the details

You forced me to feel so cold and empty
I'm tired of feeling ugly
But this is what you made me
The devil's in the details
You forced me to feel so cold and empty
I'm tired of feeling ugly
But this is what you made me
The devil's in the details

(So ugly, so ugly, so ugly, so ugly)

You forced me to feel so cold and empty
I'm tired of feeling ugly
But this is what you made me
The devil's in the details
You forced me to be so cold and empty
I'm tired of feeling ugly
But this is what you made me
The devil's in the details

. . .


'Cause I never want to be without you
And im never going to be the same

Over and over and over and over and over again (4x)

. . .

Rock In Roll

[No lyrics]

. . .


It's been a long dark road but I remember when it meant the world to me,
It's been a long dark day and a cold black night and it still gets hard to see,
'Cause they don't know me and they never will,
It's been a long dark road I still remember why it took so much out of me,
It's a shallow pond we're swimming in and it makes it hard to breathe,
'Cause they don't know me and they never will
No they don't know why or how it feels to live
It's been a long dark road and I rememeber skies that weren't so a hard to see,
It's been a long dark day and I remember nights that made me, me
'Cause they don't know me and they never will
And they don't know why or how it feels to live

. . .

Last Stairwell

[No lyrics]

. . .


There was a time when i could believe the future was bright and unjaded
Now things have changed and im not the same
everything clear slowly fading

God forbid, you should have to see things my way
God forbid, you should feel the same
God forbid, you should never walk in my shows
God forbid, you should never know my name
You will never know, you could never know the pain

Lines on my face scars on my soul
Running in place getting older
Everyones fake and nothing is real
If this is a game I surrender

God forbid you should have to see things my way
God forbid you should feel the same
God forbid you should never walk in my shows
God forbid you should never know hate
You will never know, you could never know

Lost here with you, lost here without you

God forbid, you should have to see things my way
God forbid you should feel the same
God forbid you should never walk in my shoes
God forbid you should never know
You should never know the pain
The pain

. . .


I'm still loving you, after all we went through
I'm still needing you, after all we've done
I'm still hearing you, telling me not to
I'm still wanting more, thats where we left off

Certain things remind me of the way it used to be
Everything reminds me of how its tastes to know the fear

I'm still loving you, after what we've been
I'm still needing you, do you even care
I'm still hating you, when I think about you
I'm still wanting more, life isn't fair

Certain things remind me of the way it used to be
Everything reminds me of how it tastes to know the fear
Whisper

Love comes back around me
Love comes back around

I'm still loving you, after what we've been through
And I'm still needing you, do you even care
I'm still hating you when i think about you
But I'm still wanting more, life isn't fair

How everything reminds me of how we used to be
Certain things remind me of how it tastes to know the fear

How it all comes back,
How it all comes back to me

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Untitled

[No lyrics]

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