| Everybody has a ghost
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| Everybody has a ghost who sings like you do
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| Yours is not like mine, it’s alright, keep it up
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| Boy loses rib in New Orleans
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| He can’t help eyein' up the whores
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| Under the bridge
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| Boy loses rib and lets a hellified cry into the dark
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| Where did I go wrong?
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| Where did I go wrong?
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| I never needed this before
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| I need a woman to help me feel
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| Everybody has the dream
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| Everybody has the dream
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| Like a world tattoo
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| Yours is not like mine, it’s alright, keep it up
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| The scalped dives into the skin
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| Good doctors never leave a scar
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| No proof again
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| I’ll take the myth, you take the blood
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| It’s all the same to the world dreamer
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| It’s all the same in the end
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| Where did I go wrong?
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| I never needed this before
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| I need a woman to help me feel
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| Feel, feel
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| Everybody has a ghost
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| Everybody has a ghost who sings like you do
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| Yours is not like mine, it’s alright, keep it up
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| Boy loses rib in New Orleans
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| He trades some ether for a chance
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| Under the bridge
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| Boy loses rib as he’s summoned to the mud
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| Flat on his back
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| Cryin' where did I go wrong?
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| Where did I go wrong?
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| I never needed this before
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| I need a woman to help me feel
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| Feel, feel
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| Where did I go wrong?
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| I never needed this before
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| I need a woman to help me feel
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| Feel, feel |