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Hey, I'm A Ghost (2006)
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Something isn't right, I see it in your face
don't try and leave me here.
"I can't be a better boy
than the one you had before"
as the rain seeps through your aged and tired dress.

When I whisper, here me say,
"find your exit, find your exit,
don't you want to find your exit
because the door swings both ways".

Help me out and flash the lights so I know.
Its not my fault you're perfect in every way.
"We'll get along, we'll get along, I swear it",
lock the door and who knows.
We might be floating on for too long.

You don't want to tell the truth
and I don't want what you have left inside.
Could I be the better one between us if I turn around and run this time.
Cursed, are the ones who tell, all the dirty deeds go on at night.
Stop, because the wolves are quickly on your trail
if you don't hide your scent before they...
Cursed, are the ones who tell, all the dirty deeds go on at night.
Stop, because the wolves are quickly on your trail
if you don't hide your scent before they catch you.

Help me out and flash the lights so I know.
Its not my fault you're perfect in every way. "We'll get along, we'll get along, I swear it",
lock the door and who knows.
We might be floating on for too long.

I can't be a better boy than the one you had before.
I can't be a better boy than the one you had before.
I can't be a better boy than the one you had before.
For that, I apologize.

. . .


I'll have you know what's done,
has turned this boy into stone.
Captures the light in thieves,
and underneath your sleeves.

She's telling lies, she speaks in tongue again.
I'm breaking bread at your communion
and it tastes like sweet revenge.
I'll hold my breath, until the story ends,
I'd wait for you, until you told me when. when?

My heart for your soul leaves nothing to offer.
What's left of this hole, keeps falling short.
My heart for your soul, its all falling short.
How dare you treat this the same way.

The hand that meets you, is the hand that leads you.
Do the wings that try become the wings that fly?
Last night I wrote you a letter and it changed the world.
Last night I wrote you a letter and it changed the world.

My heart for your soul leaves nothing to offer.
What's left of this hole, keeps falling short.
My heart for your soul, its all falling short.
I dare you treat this the same way.
Lavish homes for vanished hearts.

There's something I need to get off my chest.
There's something I need to get off my chest.
There's something I need to get off my chest.
There's something I need to get off my chest.

Hold on, until you're out of breath.
Hold on, until there's nothing left.
Last night I wrote you a letter and it changed the world.

. . .


Stop me now because the room is spinning
and I can't get out of bed.
Don't look at me now,
I'm just a weak beginning to
something that never ends.

Just open your eyes
and tell me that the world is turning
I don't want to leave.
I'm aching inside
for another chance to prove I'm ready for your retreat.
Whoa, what was he last thing that you said?
"Why does it always end this way?"
She says, "don't be late."

And you better believe that you better be here.
You better believe that I'm counting all the places you go
when you're walking the streets alone.
The last time you said, "wait a second here"
I ended at the bottom of your parent's pool.
I know I lost mind,
but I'm better off this time.

There's these thoughts Pinned up deep inside of us,
I say we break 'em out.
and I'll fight for the right of the last man standing,
if you'll have him around.
"What now?" follows a blank expression.
"Where do we go from here?"
Can we pay for mistakes that we've not yet made.
If we've made it this far then we're not yet saved.

What was the last thing that you said?
"Why does it always end this way"
Hope its not too late.

And you better believe that you better be here.
You better believe that I'm counting all the places you go
when you're walking the streets alone.
The last time you said, "wait a second here"
I ended at the bottom of your parent's pool.
I know I lost mind,
but I'm better off this time.

Just Open your eyes on a cloudy day
just open your eyes

. . .


Cold and fever wrap disease around your neck. Here's hemostats to stop the flow of blood. Summer freckles hide the roses on your cheeks. Does heaven keep a place for her inside? Breathe until it freezes, colors carry phantoms to theirs graves. What leaks in, will seep out, the run-off from the gutter tells the story of our child. The message in the water, "the kids are going home tonight" I know the voice of orderly all too well. "Call the parents on theirs cell phones." You see, they need to get get here right now, because there is an angel in the place of the boy next door. "I'm afraid I've got some bad news" Something's in this room tonight, and something's in this place and I'm right here waiting. Something's in this room tonight, death has found escape and I'm right here waiting and I'm right here. Look under the bed. Stop striking matches to disguise the smell, we all know, all day all night all we hear, is blue bouncing through the walls as Madre' Santiago takes a knee and she screams to the fluorescents. "All our lives for this one night." "Our sleep can't hide from you." "So take my dreams in place of me." "I reach my hand to you." Something's in this room tonight, and something's in this place and I'm right here waiting. Something's in this room tonight, death has found escape and I'm right here waiting and I'm right here. Look under the bed. Slip through the crack, a gathering of adults, white skirts, blue-green scrubs shaking their heads. Stop pointing your fingers and making your rounds, its not going to be me, its not going to be me.

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Break the soil, its now your home with the rest of us down here. Tell the world what you told me so they know how it feels. You're on and you're off, but your up to something, it's a cry for help. Was it worth it to be apart of something if you can't control yourself. And I told myself I wouldn't lie. You'll lie in his sheets and you hear how he speak at the altar, yet his toiletry bag is still lit with other girls hair. Who takes the place of your beautiful face if he loves her? You'll be glad its over.Paper trails don't always lead you home. Lock the door because I'm leaving you tomorrow. Do you always do what your told? Get the shovel and we'll bury you, we'll bury me. And I told myself I wouldn't lie. You'll be glad its over. So don't waste my time and tell me that everything I want is unfair. Perhaps in another life we'll be together up there. Matters of heartbreak and time, spirits in tandem with mine. Smear on your rouge and your favorite blues for tonight. You'll lie in his sheets and you hear how he speak at the altar, yet his toiletry bag is still lit with other girls hair. I'm cutting through streets like cars at breakneck speeds with no purpose. I'm so glad its over.

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Gardens, under the light. Seasons, change overnight. I've been out searching for you. Mister, have a nice day, but quickly get out of the way, because I miss you something awful. To beg and plead to thee, to cut my roped hands free, I'd be in debt to you forever. Sundrops, spill through the clouds and show us what's left all around and I'll be out searching for you. Cherie, all your mistakes barely keep me awake, because I miss you something awful. To beg and plead to thee, to cut my roped hands free, I'd be in debt to you forever. Gardens, under the light. Seasons, change overnight.

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What would you do if you're not welcome in this place? Make-up cannot mask the toll the weekend's takes on your face. You were scared before, but now your not alone. There's something growing inside you that you cannot take home. You're so sad, so sure of what you had before he took it all away. So long, desperate. So wrong, wretched, empowered. See, what you want from me, you could never keep. You're not welcome in this, my place anymore. Are you sure? What were your plans before now? What's in it for you if he's in it for nothing. What you need is a little sympathy to get you off, to get you off your desperate knees. You're so sad, so sure of what you had before he took it all away. So long, desperate for hours. So wrong, wretched, empowered. See, what you want from me, you could never keep. You're not welcome in this, my place anymore. I'm sad to report, that you'll do what he believes, and I'm used in accordance to cuts that make you bleed. We all know where you've been by your change of clothes, we already know, we already know. So long, desperate for hours. So wrong, wretched, empowered. See, what you want from me, you could never keep. You're not welcome in this, my place anymore.

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Every afternoon i go inside
these bitter walls
and I'll open up your eyelids
to uncover what went wrong
I know its true what they say
you cant get on everyday
when it all comes around in a circle

last night
while you were sleeping
i never noticed this before
how i even want you more
when you are right here
In time I hope you will find out
that everything that i have said
was in your best interest instead
what i wanted out of you is not my fault

ive never felt so in love with
ive never been one to tell the truth
ive never felt so alive
cause i wanna know
why it feels this way inside me
how you feel when your around me
i wanna know whats going on
promise me

kept inside this room
and all I have left is to say
if you want this come and get this
and i wont stand in your way
i know its true what they say
you cant get hurt every day
when it all comes around in a circle

last night
while we were sleeping
i never noticed this before
how i even want you more
when you are right here
in time i hope you will find out
that everything that i have said
was in your best interest instead
what i wanted out of you is not my fault

ive never felt so in love with
ive never been one to tell the truth
ive never felt so alive
cause i wanna know
how it feels this way inside me
how you feel when your around me
i wanna know whats going on

cause i wanna be with you be with you
i wanna leave with you leave with you
come on and tell me right now if your interested
cause i wanna be with you

promise me
promise me

. . .


Did your arms grow those scars this July?
Was it everything you'd thought it'd be?
People kiss on, while she broke her edge on the floor.
Was it what they call a good time?
Did the girls find their face to the ground?
He's passing out, while she's making out on the porch.

Let it go..what you know
all we know,
let it go.

And there's something about this routine,
that makes all of the girls not so clean.
We're looking after,
our ex-girlfriends laughter,
It's all I hear.
And I hope that you find a safe place,
To lay down the thought of your disgrace.
Don't look behind
It's filthy you'll find
those who line the walls.

Let it go...What you know.
all we know,
let it go.

When he holds your hand,
Does he squeeze too tight?
We both know these burns on your neck don't insight.
Such horrible things.
Do his punishments sting?
Right under your sheets,
right under your sheets.

Let it go.
Let it go
Watch it go
let it go
let it go

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Watch from the woods - the forest on fire.
How can we breath if we're too afraid to ask?
She's so amazing,
she could make orphans tell her their father's words.

But does your tongue register the taste
of every conviction I'm not ashamed to have?
You know that I am just alone
and I'm not ashamed of that.
So bite your lip so we both know he's on the phone
a trip overseas to be alone again, up again soon.

So what happens when your self respect has wrenched out
the rest that is subduing
it's too physical, it's impossible to appease this boy.

Freeze frame
Ghost of what's left of the so cold.
What is so worthless
she has it all
she could walk the walls thinking
"Speaks so well of untransparency".

So bite your lip so we both know he's on the phone
a trip overseas to be alone again, up again soon.

The ghost can see you now.
The ghost can see you now.

Yesterday
I'll be alive done watching you die.
Is the ink in his face what's backing your eyes?

Just ??? won't mend this, this broken heart [2x]
This broken heart

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Watch from the woods, the forests on fire.
How can we breathe, if we're too afraid to ask?
Shes so amazing, she could make orphans tell who their fathers were.
But Does your tongue register the taste, of every conviction
Im not ashamed to have?
You know that I will end up alone and Im not ashamed of that.
So Bite Your Lip, so we both know whos on the phone
A trip overseas until we're on again off again soon

So what happens when your self-respect is rinsed out of the rag that he soaked you in.
Hes too physical, its impossible to appease this boy.
Freeze frame, ghost of whats left of a girl who wanted someone when she had it all, she could walk through walls. Then again, speaks so well of her transparencies.

So bite your lip, so we both know hes on the phone.
A trip overseas until were on again off again soon.

The Ghost can see you now
The Ghost can see you now, so you better put them back on.

Yesterday I realized Im watching you die
Is the ink in his veins whats blackened your eye?
Duct tape sorries wont mend this broken heart

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