The ghost comes to visit

With my keys in his pocket

Kisses on my mouth

With his eyes hanging out of his sockets Memories crumbling

Under steel resistance

I was torn out like pages

From the book of existence I woke up in a strange place

Music so loud that I spilled all my beer

I made a call from my blackened cab

Some destination was moving on in And I remember words that you told me

Now they come down so hard, so plain

Fate is gonna find your love

In a glass of champagne Love came calling

As a counterfeit mistress

Stealing from the pockets

Of a sadomasochist And she's mouthing for this place

Like a tongue on crystal myth

Her cigarette smell

Like the fear inside my chest And I woke up in a strange place

My mind a blur and some red on my chin

I made a ride in that blackened cab

Some destination was moving on in Easy now, this car is speeding up

For my last chance crashing to freedom

Fate is gonna find your love

In a glass of champagne Sweat pours down

You're in the back seat sleeping

And she waits by the window

From my empty bed weeping And the ghost guns the motor

To the promised land he promised you

I guess this is the time

When my best intentions become accidents Well, this is my story for the dislocated

You're gonna love, but it turned to be hated

Because the lies of the spirit possessed her

Because the eyes of your lover resist you Listen up, you keep your aim steady

As your temple turns to kiss the pistol

Fate is gonna find your love

In a glass of champagne {Thank you}