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basements and rooftops. Help me; I was buried under parking lots. . Take a look into my eyes now. Take a look into the eyes of a ghost. Reach out for my hands now. Reach out for the hands of a ghost
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I love you, oh, so madly. I need your love so badly. But I don't stand a. Ghost of a chance with you I thought at last I had found you. But other arms surround you. And I don't stand a. Ghost
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our spirits off the ground. or love don't stand a ghost of a chance i'm on the trail of a storm and everywhere i look. appear the ones that life has torn like pages from a book. left to soldier on no
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Well the streets are all crowded. Lots of people around. And there's music playing,. But I can't hear a sound. Just the sound of the rain. Falling silently down. Livin' ain't been livin
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There's a ghost in my house. The ghost of your memories. The ghost of the love you took from me Where our love used to be. Only shadows from the past I see. Time can't seem to erase. The vision
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you were here. Because I know you cannot be. Am I going crazy, dear. To let you get the best of me Am I believing in a ghost. Am I wishing on a star. Am I loving you the most. Because I can't be
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looking at the ghost of me. You're looking at the ghost of me. With your imagination. And emotions running wild. Fueling my frustrations. Like a fire burning, clock keeps turning. I, I know it's getting
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looking at the ghost of me. You're looking at the ghost of me. With your imagination. And emotions running wild. Fueling my frustrations. Like a fire burning, clock keeps turning. I, I know it's getting
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I've been driving in my car. Trying to find some sign of life. No on'e about and it's kinda creepy. It's an understatement to say it's sleepy It's a ghost town where no one goes. It's a ghost
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the fire that we hold inside. It wants to burn so bright. Deny and buried by a thousand lies. That fight to keep you blind. Tonight were longing for daylight. Burning the same lie. To find the ghost of
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glass. Caused enough damage. As your tear satin crashing. My embers and my blues. Could have another use. Your ghost has shown me. Our primroses could survive the frost. If a gentle rivulet of
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didn't mean to fall in love with you. And baby there's a name for what you put me through. It isn't love, it's robbery. I'm sleeping with the ghost of you and me. Seen a lot of broken hearts go sailing by
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Bài hát The Ghost Of Wind - ZEA. Kevin nan geudae nuneseoman anboineun. yuryeong gateun saram, Why can’t you see me. Hyunsik sumgyeowatdeon naemam ggeonaego sipjiman,. hangeoreum dwiro To you, I’m a
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about where it goes. I'm sitting down here in the campfire light. Searching for the ghost of Tom Joad He pulls a prayer book out of his sleeping bag. Preacher lights up a butt and he takes a drag
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about where it goes. I'm sitting down here in the campfire light. Searching for the ghost of Tom Joad He pulls a prayer book out of his sleeping bag. Preacher lights up a butt and he takes a drag
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alone Two times I thought I heard someone knocking on the glass. I hit my head and prayed that it would last A friendly ghost is all I need. A friendly ghost is all I need If you're scared of dying you
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alone Two times I thought I heard someone knocking on the glass. I hit my head and prayed that it would last A friendly ghost is all I need. A friendly ghost is all I need If you're scared of dying you
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fooling nobody is to where it goes. I'm sitting down here in the campfire light. Searching for the Ghost of Tom Joad He pulls his prayer book out of a sleeping bag. The preacher lights up a butt and
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Song The Ghost Of Al Capone - John Cooper Clarke. In a marble room I was alone. Somewhere in the heart of rome. Through gardens long since overgrown. Down old arcades of broken stone. I met the ghost
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The silence is unusually loud tonight the strange sound of nothing fills my ears. The night rushes in like a crowd of nights and the ghost of our old love goes away. This strange world of darkness
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The silence is unusually loud tonight the strange sound of nothing fills my ears. The night rushes in like a crowd of nights and the ghost of our old love goes away. This strange world of darkness
