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PART 1: |
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Paddling ghost makes it |
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Coast to coast makes it |
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Into the flames with the horse who made believe |
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Battles a guy makes a |
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Cross the night and he |
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Battles the flame it's the big stone place |
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There was a time they knew once more |
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Carried them down beneath the floor |
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Shovels in hand they dug too deep |
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Down to the flame that was his keep |
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Paddling ghost makes it |
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Coast to coast makes it |
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Into the flames with the horse who made believe |
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Battles a guy makes a |
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Cross the night and he |
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Battles the flame it's the big stone place |
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PART 2: |
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I've soaked my skin in the pits of hell |
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Yet I can't seem to escape the smell of sea |
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Like gloom it's smeared across my skin |
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Like a dirty black rust in my melody |
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Watch that one black night he |
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And the whole world whispers |
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(part 1 and 2 play together) |
