| 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 |