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Ghost
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Everybody has a ghost.
Yours is not like mine,
Its alright, keep it up.
Everybody has a ghost who sings like you do.
Boy looses rib in New Orleans.
Under the Bridge.
He can't help eyein' up the whores
Boy loses rib and lets a hellified
Cry into the dark:
Where did I go wrong?
Where did I go wrong?
I never need this before.
I need a woman
To help me feel.
Everybody has the dream.
Everybody has the dream like a world tattoo.
Yours is not like mine,
Its alright, keep it up.
The scalpel dives into the skin.
No proof again.
Good doctors never leave a scar;
Where did I go wrong?
I'll take the Myth,
You take the blood;
Its all the same to the world dreamer:
Its all the same in the end.
I never need this before.
I need a woman
To help me feel.
Everybody has a ghost.
Yours is not like mine,
Everybody has a ghost who sings like you.
Its alright, keep it up.
Boy loses rib in New Orleans
He trades some Ether for a chance
Boy loses rib as he's summoned to the mud,
Under the bridge.
Flat on his back,
Cryin' where did I go wrong?!
I never need this before.
Where did I go wrong?
I need a woman
To help me feel
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תודה, המערכת תבדוק את הקליפ ותוסיף אותו למאגר
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