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Christine |
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Its too late for a spin |
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Your trapped inside your mind like a bottled up Jinn |
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I saw your headlights shining on my front porch |
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I stood behind the door |
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Just a shadow |
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Your calling |
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Your calling |
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But nobody's home |
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Cause I'm Walking in Shadows |
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Christine |
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I'm walking through these walls |
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Just to get to you and feel your shattered soul |
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I see you at a table with some cards |
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Speaking in your tongues |
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So paranoid |
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And i'm breaking |
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And i'm breaking |
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Up inside. |
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And I'm Walking With Ghosts Now |
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And i'm shaking |
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I'm shaking just like a lullaby |
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Cause i'm strung out on hopelessness |
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I never said the words i meant ( i said i'm here) |
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Or anything like them |
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Our time was cut (for you no matter what) |
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And you were left |
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Without a lifeline (the cost) |
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Your set adrift (but i lied) |
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Away from me |
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And i can see your horizon |
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Its deadlight and overcast (yeah i lied) |
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And not aligning |
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As the life i once had flashed before my eyes |
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In my car with you on a rainy night |
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Christine at my side and your hands held high |
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Screaming out my name as we collide |
