| Caught a ride on your last breath
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| Remaining stagnant, not living nor dead
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| I’ll trust that you’ll be on your way
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| Pay the toll while your body decays
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| These ghosts don’t bother me anymore
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| While you rot and the gatekeeper waits
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| Stay here and torment my sleep
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| Please tell me what can be done
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| To send you off, leave here at once
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| These walls don’t talk to me anymore
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| I’ve since left, found a way out
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| That place is haunted, riddled with ghosts
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| You must believe me, the things that I saw
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| Menacing creatures, living and lost
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| These ghosts don’t talk to me anymore
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| Strange fiction follows me no more
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| Ancient apparitions at my door
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| These walls don’t talk to me anymore
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| Oh darling, I can’t sleep a wink
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| Your presence is so surreal, intoxicating me
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| Fear and wonder is what I feel in what I cannot see
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| Oh Darling I won’t weep for thee
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| How grateful I will always be to have met you
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| Now what am I supposed to do to send you home
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| Sleep, you spirit sleep
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| Keep the dead deceased
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| Sleep dear spirit sleep stay dead, deceased |