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everybody has a ghost |
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everybody has a ghost who sings like you do |
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yours is not like mine |
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but it's alright, keep it up |
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boy loses rib in new orleans |
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he can't help eyein' up the whores |
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under the bridge |
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boy loses rib and lets a hellified cry into the dark |
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where did i go wrong? |
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where did i go wrong? |
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i never needed this before |
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i need a woman to help me feel |
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everybody has the dream |
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everybody has the dream like a world tattoo |
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yours is not like mine, it's alright, keep it up |
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the scalped dives into the skin |
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good doctors never leave a scar |
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no proof again |
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i'll taake the myth, you take the blood |
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it's all the same to the world dreamer |
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it's all the same in the end |
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boy loses rib in new orleans |
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he trades some ether for a chance |
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under the bridge |
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boy loses rib as he's summoned to the mud |
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flat on his back |
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cryin' where did i go wrong? |
