| Died last night in my dreams
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| Walking the streets
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| Of some old ghost town
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| I tried to believe
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| In God and James Dean
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| But Hollywood sold out
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| Saw all of the saints
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| Lock up the gates
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| I could not enter
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| Walked into the flames
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| Called out your name
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| But there was no answer
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| And now I know my heart is a ghost town
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| My heart is a ghost town
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| My heart is a ghost town
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| My heart is a ghost town
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| Died last night in my dreams
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| All the machines
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| Had been disconnected
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| Time was thrown at the wind
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| And all of my friends
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| Had been disaffected
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| Now, I’m searching for trust
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| In a city of rust
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| A city of vampires
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| Tonight, Elvis is dead
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| And everyone’s spread
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| And love is a satire
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| And now I know my heart is a ghost town
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| My heart is a ghost town
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| My heart is a ghost town
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| My heart is a ghost town
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| There’s no one left in the world
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| I’m gunslingin'
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| Don’t give a damn if I go
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| Down, down, down
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| I got a voice in my head that keeps singing
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| Oh, my heart is a ghost town
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| My heart is a ghost town
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| Oh, my heart is a ghost town
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| My heart is a ghost town
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| My heart is a ghost town
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| Adam Lambert — -. |